A Brace

[Biggus]

SEAT OF LEARNING

In those halcyon days at university
Our lively intelligence or our esprit
Meant heads were encouraged towards the noetic
But our hearts gravitated to embrace the poetic
Our fecund, fertile minds, proved greatly to suit
As our high minded imaginings bore great fruit

A THOUGHT

A thought, incomplete
Almost at its conception
Dies unformed
Another is stillborn
A lost unformed notion
More follow also fruitless
And unfulfilled
Then little more than an inkling
Emerges, grows quickly
Surviving into infancy
Only to be lost to distraction
Many more die unformed
Before a thought is born
Fully formed and grows quickly to maturity
But it was a stupid thought

[Delta40]

Wow Biggus. I absolutely love the thought! what a way to acknowledge all the seeds and their possible fates....

[Hawkman]

I like both of these, biggus but "The Thought" would definitely benefit from a little more punctuation.

[Biggus]

Thank you both