Thoughts On Random Patterned Chaos

Patterned People spin in rain filled streets.
Dervishes spinning in deluged chaos.
All whirling out their quiet peace.
Waiting, quietly spinning.
To what end; this living?
To this life what end?
Spinning.




Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-01-29 at 08:08

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Peter J. Kautsky
Great poem. The theme is consistent with a stinging hammer line. Good honest metaphor as well.
2007-02-01


Zoya Zaidi
Greart words and very apt analogy, dear Josephus.
(((hugs))
Love, Zoya
2007-01-29


binesh
This is marvellous and such fathoms . I really like this , sir
2007-01-29