Wednesday, September 12, 2012

A stroke of genius

Two stones, struck accidentally.
Sparks stirred. So did a thought.
And the fire was idolized forever.
Years later, someone brought it to our
Hearths and kitchens.
Somewhere out there,
A stone cut into the flesh.
Blood flowed, and thoughts raced.
And knives were born.
Someone dared to taste the apple,
The bread and the cinnamon;
To live in caves, the huts and homes;
To carve out the wheel.
It is to such pregnant minds that we owe our living.
Then be they the stroke of genius,
Or an errant radical thought.
It is what justifies life,
And the joy therein.

28 comments:

  1. I really like this one. especially the idea that actions - even accidental ones - can stir thoughts as much as ideas can shape our actions. :-)

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  2. I loved this... and what you say is so true! :)

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  3. This poem beautifully narrates the evolution and effects of radical thought. Nicely done!

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  4. Accidental. Purposeful. It happened and what would we do without the ever evolving nature of or world. Musical genius! I loved your poem, Ruby! Very original!

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  5. True, minds can be genius or radical. Our ideas can build up the world or tear it down. Great job on your thoughtful poem!

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  6. I like the thought of the accidental and curious minds that led us where we are over time; interesting place to take the prompt.

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  7. I love the "pregnant minds" as much as the radical thought. Nice - the whole thing - not just those two phrases.

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    1. Thank you Stephanie for such encouraging words.

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  8. Pregnant minds - perfect description. Loved this piece.

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  9. So much new knowledge comes by accident. Very descriptive narrative.

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  10. Love this: "Someone dared to taste the apple,
    The bread and the cinnamon;"

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  11. This is such an interesting concept and one I think about regularly. How did so many people think so far out of the box to discover and invent all of the things we take for granted today? Interesting. Thanks for sharing.

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  12. Lovely poem. I like the idea that it takes only what can be called simple - a simple thought, a simple act, to change the course of lives. :-)

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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.