And finding ideas spinning
Past tightly packed Geraniums
No sign of stopping for breath
Cannot pull those threads together
Find the Coherency
See its lost in the blue ninety nines
Nothing left now but Chrysanthemums
by Alicia Ponder
The tricky thing about this poem is that it's really three poems in one depending on how you read it, and of course (at least for rabid fans like me) this is in part a (very strange) homage to A A Milne's The Dormouse and the Doctor, which can be found here at http://www.poetryconnection.net/poets/A.A._Milne/14279 although I find myself that I'd prefer to wait until the official copyright is over. That's why I have the books :).
And don't forget to check out the Tuesday Poem -'Tuesday': an unfolding communal poem for a birthday
... all laughed except Tyr: he lost his hand: The Poetic Edda on the god Tyr hence Tuesday.