Tuesday, 13 July 2010

The Patterns

The patterns start knocking at the doors of my mind
The patterns begin to emerge on the wallpaper of my mind
lilac, yellow and blue
with a hazy hue
of something new
to the senses of sight and sound
the patterns go around and around
swirling and twirling
where did they come from?
where do they go?
The patterns have gone
and now my mind is all alone.


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