Lost in Thought

useless, so much what we think
no beginning, no end
one steady stream…of unconsciousness

shifting directions, like the wind
like water, seeking the path of least resistance
often like a bad storm
causing us to run for cover

addicts, all of us, to our minds
to our indiscriminate ideas
wretched habits of thought

no way to think your way out of it
only makes it worse
one thing seems to work…lose your mind
hang out a bit in the now
somehow, thinking minds can’t live there

power of now

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About Don Iannone

Don Iannone is a poet, writer, teacher and photographer who lives in the Greater Cleveland area. He has worked in the economic development field for over 35 years. Don is the author of three poetry books and five photography books. He is working on a short book of photographs and poems about human trafficking. This work was exhibited at six venues in Ohio. Don holds an M.A. degree in Art and Consciousness Studies from the University of Philosophical Research in Los Angeles, where he teaches writing. His educational background also includes studies in Anthropology, Photography, Organizational Behavior, and Economic Development. Don’s website: http://www.donaldiannone.com Wisdom Work Press: https://wisdomworkpress.wordpress.com

6 thoughts on “Lost in Thought

  1. we can’t do without thinking but i agree, we need to let go at times…
    well done!

  2. wanted to find the right words
    i just can’t think
    WOW – i’ve cracked it 🙂
    with a little help from you
    thanks don

  3. when we search so much its the power of now that gives the way …Do you think ..

  4. Thanks Polona, Dan, Nasra and Floots. Costa Rica is great. Just arrived. And yes Dan, giving the mind a vacation. Nasra: Our minds either work for us or against us. Floots, you got it. Polona, yes our minds and thinking are so vital to us…we just need a break from the monkey brain at times.

  5. I don’t like poetry. I don’t read poetry. I don’t go to poet slams. I don’t like poets. But I stumbled across this poem, which is interesting, down-to-earth, approachable, not too flowery or poety. Thank you for writing it.

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