Twisting and turning.
A poem i just scribbled down without knowing where to go with it, I had the first line and that was it, this is what it turned into.
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Twisting and turning
Branding and burning
Waxing and waning
Faking and feigning
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And so turns the world
A beaker being whirled
All blended to fun
All together one.
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Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.
The Lonely Recluse.
The Lonely Recluse
The Lonely Recluse 
It was fluid. It’s a blend of everything into one, a mix and it did successfully combined to form one successful piece 🙂
It must be the Chemist in me actually doing something (rather than avoiding the work I’m supposed to do 🙂 ). Glad you enjoyed it.
The Lonely Recluse.
This became extremely visual as I read it. It definitely worked for me! Very nice!
I think that may be because I just let my thoughts coalesce to write it, I didn’t have a clue except for the first line, I just let it write instead of forming it, maybe that’s why it was a visual poem for you. I don’t know. Glad you enjoyed it.
The Lonely Recluse.