Design
Chaos has its own reward
These random drops of color on the grass
form lines and blend
pattern, shaping and weaving
steps begin to flow, and, as the color melds
the old gives birth to new choreography
The Dead Poets Society met in a cave to read and share verse. This group is for poets who are very much alive, who have words running, pulsating through their veins. From an outside landscape that can be harsh and barren, we come together in this nurturing, verdant oasis; fellow wanderers, wonderers, sharing our words.
1 Comments:
You say so much, Fran, in just six lines. A well done, thoughtful piece.
Vi
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