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The Intellect Repeats (Villanelle) by Blue Magpie
The intellect so often just repeats,
lines written while the higher mindâs asleep.
The spirit likes to play with thoughts it meets,
to lure them out across lifeâs clean white sheets
until they find a rhythm they can keep.
The intellect so often just repeats
the good, the bad, the tricksters and the treats,
âtil I, in thinking of it, wish to weep.
The spirit likes to play with thoughts it meets,
to dance with them on crowded city streets
or climb up mountain pathways harsh and steep.
The intellect so often just repeats,
in cinemas, to cold and empty seats,
the thoughts good poets never thought to keep.
The spirit likes to play with thoughts it meets
to urge them on to brave and daring feats,
such thoughts, as are by this made wise and deep,
the intellect so often just repeats.
The spirit likes to play with thoughts it meets.
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Posted: June 26, 2005 10:33 PM PDT; Last modified: June 26, 2005 10:33 PM PDT
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