Thursday 20 April 2017

Day Twenty



Allow the pieces
to fall into place
a good shake
to tame and take
it all in its turn
as patterns appear
from under the dome
you're off, dip toes
in multiple meanings
lashed into form
from adjoining turmoil
to the left, right
up or down
forget the score
be boggled by
these ordered, woven words




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