Wheels of Thought- Michael Erickson


I can feel your eyes,

They’re staring at the back of my head.

How round it must look,

With those large dumbo ears.

What possessed you to tap me on the shoulder.

And ask me how I was?

Your smile so like the summer sun,

And eyes that pierced my soul.

The wheels of thought that so draw my mind,

Slipped on one another and stripped apart.

And now I can’t think of what to say.

Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.

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