Crumbs

And pathways 

Are funny old things
Twisting this way
And that 
Back and round
And forwards 
Inside themselves 
And out
It seems to me
One way 
Or another 
You get 
Where you're going
Whether 
You like it 
Or not
And maybe
Instead 
Of following 
Your feet
You should look
Some place 
Else
For most of
The time 
Your feet will
Be where
You put them
Dressed 
In the rags 
You chose
And whilst you're 
Busy wondering 
About pebbles 
And stones
And the prints 
You leave 
Or make
The scenery changes
And once in
A while 
It might not 
Be such a bad 
Idea 
To move your head
Your eyes
Your mind
In a different 
Direction 
And anything 
Has to be
Better
Than walking 
Around
In
Circles 

◄ murikami's wood

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Anthony

Tue 30th Dec 2014 23:50

Always circles. Sadly and beautifully, always circles

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Martin Elder

Tue 30th Dec 2014 18:08

Love this poem

Are funny old things
Twisting this way
And that
Back and round
And forwards
Inside themselves
And out

The way it wraps itself
around itself

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