That's it! Out of the last hundred poems or so, many of which I had posted here before. there are only two that I care to post once, again! Even this one is a bit suspect! I may go further back but the one's that were sent by post, I have no desire to repeat online. It seems ... tacky of me to do so.
Galaxies
I thought I knew of rearrangement long ago
But, this, oh this, enough to stop the show
A rearrangement every way
No stone unturned, no moment stray
Converging thoughts have blown the lid
On all I was and all I did
No remnant from the past now holds me still
Each thought, each pulse, each gesture with a thrill
There is no scope for what this does portend
Nothing left to fight or to defend
All doors are opened wide, all life unpinned
All life's potentials carried on the wind
I blew apart what held me down before
Pinned its ears and kicked it out the door
Arranging pieces there, upon the floor
Choosing carefully, forevermore
All the pins and needles cast aside
That someone stuck in me to match their stride
But, galaxies are matched more to my gait
And, loving is my fundamental trait
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