"Improvised, Noughts and Crosses"
points strung
pearls lacking
wisdom scattered
poetically,
of no large matter
rolling lost across a floor
stuck in the cracks
hidden in strange corners,
what do points matter;
when connected
unbroken,
the creative heart
improvised united,
becomes beautiful
more pure,
of some composed
great importance,
love like magic,
lifts the room
vibrating higher
by score
the lost pearls.
points wedged
in strange corners,
hear the sound
lifted, they
understand,
it all
improvised,
vibrating...
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