"Who Issues My Thoughts?"

who issues my thoughts
and carries me away
each day in every way
to wonder in dismay


I try to net my catch
and hold them fast
slippery like an eel
they become my past

shuddering at this dilemma
my heart will not be still
a situation I am in
against my steady will

falling like the dead flowers
from the hearty vine
used for its time
in my misty mind

so much I try to grasp
pursuing is a pleasure
and in my quiet time
there in lies my treasure

thoughts cannot be bought
at the 5 and 10 cent store
and if they could
they would be a bore

steady as she goes my friend
history handles these times
who issues my thoughts
coins from memories rhymes