Drift randomly hither and thither,
In constant collision.
In the liquid of the mind.
Dust, fluff
Tiny grains,
Seeds of thoughts,
Jiggling and wiggling,
In perpetual Brownian motion.


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About Vicky Newham

Vicky Newham is a writer, living in Whitstable, Kent. She writes crime fiction, psychological thrillers and science fiction. Her main projects are novels, but she also writes short stories, flash fiction, non-fiction articles and some poetry.
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5 Responses to Thoughts

  1. Andy Szpuk says:

    Liking this a lot. Short sharp and incisive – the liquid of the mind – great phrase, and Brownian Motion effected a shift, a massive rewind to Physics classes at school. This poem is a whirlwind of the here and now with rewind built in. Magic.

    • Vicky Newham says:

      Thanks Andy. Physics isn’t normally my bag! It’s Psychology. But it’s fascinating how disciplines overlap. As I said to Jensine, it was something from Buddhism which sparked the idea for the poem and I wanted to re-conceptualise it.

  2. jensine says:

    love the tiny grains of thought … that is my mind

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