There is an option,
an addition, an add-on.
An annex to my mind.
A place warm and welcome
For her
For them
For friends there is a guest-room,
no questions asked no answers given
Lots, I greet,
at my deck, have a seat,
And the rest,
I'll pass; nod, at best.
© R. Holmes 2017
I’m just filling up the blog archive now, because the first Rhyming note on philosophy was aching for company. In 2017, I spend a few months riding in Texas. During a long ride, I did discover a new feeling: an empty head. For the first time ever, all strings of thought had been thought and nothingness was there.
In my “Hemphill Thoughts” I collected all the thoughts that passed through during those long rides. Now, a few may rest here on this website.