Cerebration

For letting train of thought to evanesce,
by an inapt distraction of nullity.
Strain to entrain link anew to coalesce...
For letting train of thought to evanesce,
apercu lost its direction to press,
coda trails, belays at molehill empty.
For letting train of thought to evanesce,
by an inapt distraction of nullity.

Reviews

[Eilis]

Is this a particular form, Mrudula?

I like the repeated lines and how they mirror the theme of the poem.

Thought is such a mysterious process and part of human life. The profundity of being human always rings back from your poetry from theme to vocabulary to form.

Your poems always remind me of the seriousness of inheriting the power of mind. The repetition here is so effective.

[Mrudula Rani]

This is a Triolet; 8 lines, with a rhyme scheme of ABaAabAB 8 or 10 syllables per line)
Your ascertainment is absolutely charming, delicate, and heartwarming, Eilis.
Thank you for your encouragement. I appreciate your comments very much. Uma abraço ( a hug)

[Neville]

you certainly know how to make your readers think my friend, and now I must confess to feeling over thunk... thunk you for making me exercise my own mental muscle..

[Mrudula Rani]

What a lovely review my friend, your wonderful thoughts are a joy to peruse, Neville dear.

[Robert Trakofler]

sometimes I think you have a direct link to my brain. what you describe is what happens to the bunny all of the time unintentionally. I often perceive trains as commerce, commerce has no heart... it's not that it ever had one, it simply just is. it does what it does regardless of it consequence. the process evanesce doesn't always leave an empty molehill. inside it you will find the echoes & skeleton with which the framework for the birth of an understanding and the coda becomes an interlude to a mountain. splendid splendid splendid reflection in a voice as rich as a thousand echoes

[Mrudula Rani]

Your poem Memory made me wonder, how much your thoughts are alike mine ... still yours are much more superb!

[Robert Trakofler]

I will never have your mastery of language that is god given for sure! we have very similar voices/minds just different mechanisms of express

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I read a feel of futility, surrender to inability to control matters as anything said or done becomes meaningless. Interesting form.

[Mrudula Rani]

Thank you for your thoughts, John.