As a child I hated poetry, with the exception of two poems: one a humorous story about having trouble sleeping, the other was Shelley's "Ozymandias." Written poetry still holds little interest, but the visual kind to which you refer inspires one to reach new heights of pleasure and accomplishment. I know that shooting such pictures is hard work; in Renton there is much support for your efforts.
John, thank you for the verbal addendum to the visual report. Reading such poetry would put me in such a state of intoxication that I would be unfit to operate a moving vehicle for a while. Did you have to rest briefly to regain your composure?
Did the searching algorithm catch this because of the odd pattern, or because of its contrast with the graceful curved lines below it? It is the juxtaposition that intrigues me.