Standing in the dark, does your imagination run wild? Yes? Good…let it. It will serve you well. Add to that the pack of tense, fearful emotions felt at the time. Remember the experience as you’re living it. Then write it down to use it later in a story.
Thought pushes thought
as memories collide
and smash against the other,
where did time go
that created a pool of mind pictures
hither and yon,
at times a blank screen
of darkness rendering nothingness
invades the inner eye,
a time and time ago
the memories leapt with joy
experienced at the time,
now the splashing thoughts
spray the mind with misty sprinkles
plunging back-thought ‘hind the mind.
I stand before a hall with many gateways,
deciding which to choose grips hold my mind,
waiting to pounce life’s lioness awaits,
or could it be the love of one so kind.
Decisions rock on waves so vast and fraught,
just open one and peer inside to see,
so in I walk without thinking or thought,
’twas a lioness charging after me.
I spun to run the door it laughed and shut,
revealing darkness shadows playing and such,
a light beamed round a corner calling out,
so I followed but found the light of doubt.
perhaps if I had thought decisions through,
I would have gained a love so great and true.
WRITE TIME AND AGAIN 