In My Head

there you will find

remnants of dark moments

repressed emotion

silenced thoughts

dust bunnies under rugs

unfinished thoughts

change lost in the cushions

hidden evils

unswept floors

unturned pages

unpolished furniture

many dark corners

you don’t want to be in my head


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About John White

I've written off and on my entire life. It took years for me to finally take putting words together seriously. Now it's not, nor does it ever feel, like work. Writing daily has become habitual. No day is complete without words having appeared on the page.

Posted on November 14, 2015, in Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 48 Comments.

  1. (Pulling up a chair.) tea time in your mind? No I don’t mind your head. I’ve been in worse. Though, I’ll admit my own too is cursed. Nothing here a little dusting couldn’t fix. Don’t mind me I’m just going to turn a few more pages. Leave my name in the arm rest. Then retire to places more unkempt then this your fair head.

  2. But I like when your head dictates to your fingers

    • Thank you, Karen! 🙂 My brain has been on vacation lately and done very little dictation, unfortunately. 😦

      • I locked my keys in the trunk of my car while at the grocery store today with the groceries inside the trunk with the keys. Talk about your brain being on vacation. It took a half an hour for AAA to arrive and break into my car with their magic tools so that I can go home with my now melted frozen goods.

        • Oh no!! That had to be frustrating not to mention one of those moments and makes you ask what’s wrong with yourself. But it’s an honest mistake that so many of us have made. I’m just waiting for my worst senior moment when I’m somehow locked inside my car. I’m heading in a direction that makes me think if it’s possible, I’ll screw up and figure out how to do it. 😉

  3. Strange inmates occupy the ‘Head’. 😉

  4. in my head , there’s
    unfinished melodies
    A time traveler
    who might be way too nozy
    A empty dark room
    that seem to open
    at the most random times
    beau , my pet bunny
    And A pond
    that leaks every once in a while .
    The end .
    ps . Obviously not as great as yours but I tried lol 🙂

  5. I like this a lot! I think the contents of our heads have a lot in common 🙂

  6. I have to agree with you. I have enough trouble wandering around here in this cluttered space of my own. It would a strange experience indeed being in another one’s head.

  7. I think my head is quite similar to yours but I’m not creative enough to put it into words. Love the imagery!

    • Thank you! 🙂 You’re too kind. I’m sure you could express it just as well as I did. The mind is an odd place for all of us. Just crawl inside, look around, open those old discarded, dusty boxes and see what’s in there. Just like in the attic or basement. 😉

  8. The only reason my brain keeps me alive is that it requires transportation!

  9. Wonderfully worded and I understand exactly what you mean. But in someone’s head is not where I desire to go. It is in their heart.

  10. 😂 So cute and funny. I love your way with words 😊

  11. The first words that came into my head as I read this: Understood. Me, too.

  12. I love this poem. Short but effective!

  13. I’ve been reading Oliver Sacks’s book, and have become very interested in what goes on in people’s heads. I think I’d find it very interesting to get to see those “silenced thoughts” and “unturned pages.” I like this poem.

    • Thank you, Therese! 🙂 I agree that the human brain/mind is fascinating in how it functions. But my silenced thoughts and unturned pages are…let’s just say…not safe for work. 😉

  14. are you comfortable there? do you like being in your head? you would not be able to write the way you do if you did not have a hint of madness

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