We humans love finding patterns, connecting dots. This instinct helped us to survive on the savannah - and stays with us even now, as we appreciate art in the modern context.

This is the excitement, mixed with joy, we experience with free verse, as we see the underlying structure, feel the flow of the incidental rhythms as they happen, as the fuller picture emerges, shared from the mind of the artist.

#love # life # poetry

paradise

will you keep watch for me
vengeful and lanky

timing is everything
we circle around like hurricanes
watchful, demanding

sparkling
in the mist
invigorated

inexperienced, meager, used
i prowl
anxious

tender to the touch
engaging
you never surrender

How do you feel now, having read the poem?

Can you picture the scene, and the emotion in these lines?

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