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Just created a bit of poem from my visit to Leeds' Elland Road ground last week and submitted it to the football poets site, and it's below.

Zen Snakes and Emerald Lakes

After ascending one hundred grey steps
I arrived at the summit of Mount Upper East
and walked out into bright sunshine
illuminating the emerald lake below.

Memories of glowing red sunsets returned
And glorious victories won on cold dark evenings
that brought us hope of better things to come
only for them to fade away as the colours did.

Multicoloured trains passed through
houses and trees in the distance.
Looking like a snake passing through
stones and plants in a zen garden.

People walked dogs through parks
looking like Lowry's Matchstalk men
and their criss-crossing had worn an x
in the ground like some landing zone

For birds flew overhead, looking
like dragonflies in summer.
But it was autumn now, and the last amber and gold
would soon make way for the winter wonderland.

Also, a year after I proposed the word brangle for when your brain's in a tangle, I read this report which suggests brain's slowing down in old age is due to tangling. Link:
http://www.world-science.net/othernews/081117_aged-brains.htm

Have a great weekend!