Things

When thinking things

That inkling brings

Crowds of bells and whistling’s

Can snugly cling as lingering’s

Inside shifting groups of jinglings

Bright pearl ideas hang shimmering

To invite your mind considering

Avoiding too much dithering

Discarding pap delivering

From assurance intermingling

So when a thought bewildering

Seems strung suspended on a wing

Flashing beams of light discovering

Maybe it’s just another thing
Occurring whilst remembering