Thoughts
wild and untethered
shadows shifting
behind the flow
of your imagination
reflecting the world
in fractured parts
memories never rest
their silence unravelling
in the swirling darkness
endless words and images
the night blooms
sends forth blossoms
blood red poppies
on the field of night
© Ann Bagnall

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