The h2g2 Poem
Created | Updated Aug 12, 2004
Circles and Squares
Circles and squares are shapes you see
The same yet different like you and me
A poem I write with little skill
A song you sing the music fill
A letter sent a memory shared
A thing that for all magic dared
To see the light of day once more
Step onto the street past through the door
A shape is nice to know about
Though it never holds much clout
Over other things like sight
If you wish with all your might
A mind it will play tricks on you
There are many things a mind can do
I drew a thing full of circles and squares
A tram ride through my soul with many fairs
Few can see the picture drawn
In the golden light of dawn
It is even a mystic thing to me
And yet I do the drawing here you see
If I could sing a lullaby
It would be not wet nor dry
A word or two but nothing more
A tune to even up the score
The thing is now I know my goal
The dice I give another roll
Sixes and threes are all I get
And still I live and love and yet
Oh shape that gives this chaos form
Is it warped against the norm?
