Where Do Your Ideas Fall?

Where do your ideas fall?
Do they spill onto a page,
Unorganized and un-arranged,
And splatter like water against the ground?
Do they drip from your mouth,
And float all around,
Falling into space?
Do you lock away your ideas,
Way up in your head,
Never letting the escape once again?
Where do your ideas fall?
Do they fall on inattentive ears,
Or are there those begging to hear,
Those hidden,
Brilliant,
Insightful ideas?
Where do your ideas fall?
Do they fall onto pages never looked at again?
Or do they fall into plots,
Plots that go twisting and bend?
Do they fall like raindrops,
Ever-moving, overflowing,
From a cloud of inspiration?
Are your ideas like brilliant lightbulbs,
That continually blink on and off?
When your ideas begin,
To take up all the space up there,
Do you let them stay?
Or when your have those magnificent ideas,
Do they simply....
Drift away?
Where do your ideas fall?

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