Pictures and more pictured visions
Dancing and swirling in my head
With all kind of rhythms and ions
In my poems my heart writes with red.
Sometimes allusive thinking, always it's a poem
My mind holding on to many places has just fled
Not knowing sometimes where to roam
Where to rest, to daydreaming I'm led instead.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2002