Wednesday, 8 June 2011

Insomnia ....................... a poem for my classmates


It's over

I can relax

I should be fast asleep

But lying here

at 3am

my mind spins on, relentlessly,

wondering how it will fill

the whole uncharted day that is


Not wanting to be immersed in the domestic bliss

that is a clean and tidy desk,

a spotless fridge.

Last night a programme on botanical classification

"bringing order to the chaos that is nature"

Those words,
my words,
others' words.

They won't go away.

I want to be a photographer

thinking, creating, curating.

Fractals and chaos

Order and classification

My mind won't stop

I'm clinging on



fearful of stagnating.

What will tomorrow bring?

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