Stream Of Consciousness

Some "great literary masters" like to write in stream of consciousness form. In essence, they simply write their thoughts out as they flow from their heads. There is no thought involved. It's almost like taking a picture of someone's dream. It's as base and raw as the mind gets. There is no refinery, there is no editing, there is no thought at all. Just a literary vomiting of thoughts onto a page. It's messy, but it's sometimes very revealing. It's also often very difficult to read. I had to analyze too much of it in literature classes for my major in college. It left a pretty bad taste in my mouth. I almost wanted to try it myself and just see what came out. But I don't think I want to subject anyone else to what I had to go through.

Shards of Time

In shattered fragments the sands of time
Slip slowly through my fingers.
In glittered stars the shards of life
Blow softly in the wind.

In hazy mist the scattered dreams
Withdraw from the horizons.
In dappled light the shadows fade
And life now takes its form.

The plans we made, the paths we take
The choices come and gone.
The journey's end is in plain sight.
Too late to turn around.