Azure noon skies over Swan Valley,
a pearly patched luster of cloud...

(I)
Majestic; globalism's own pulsing heart...

Oh dearest mother
if only time entwined and did reverse...

Depression is; a desert well of sand
no water drops are left to tear the pain...

It appears, at least to me
That child-bearers who have passed from this world...

Drink! Drink! A rowdy crowd sways
The heartfelt sighs of a hard day...

My darling Marie utters to me
“my love I will marry thee...

Past week, on the night of Tiw
an uneasy candlelight wavered...

Hello to all in this a sad event
the passing great - our leader Donald Trump...

Am reaped into the nether realms of grief
with piths embalming loves' corrosive drear...

Concealed yet united,
with an assumed trust...

Swayin', collidin' cornstalks
begins an orchestral opera...