an instant
an instant of thinking
a moment of muse
suddenly socks you
and knocks to confuse
you stare at the jumble
and sway in it's twist
it throws you off centre
and leaves you to list
the sun throws it's shadow
over your space
it cools you and heats you
and flushes your face
Joy Weare,
14th July, 2010.
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