With thanks to Nils , who's work got me to thinking.


WHEN THE MIND THINKS

When the mind thinks

And keeps on thinking

With in the mind a fire

Burns , till it rages

A forge is built

Iron hammered in to a sward

The sward double edges sharpened

The tip as sharp as rapier

Fore good or bad

That all depends who wields the sward

And to their thinking

Ken D Williams The Dyslexic Poet



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Written on 2012-04-21 at 14:30

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Nils Teodor The PoetBay support member heart!
The mind is a good servant
but a bad master

I am glad I got you thinking
and I enjoyed your poem
Thanks for sharing
N T
2012-04-21