Like a walking fern, you were.
I was talking to you. Why...
Bluebells tried to
reclaim forget-me-knott...
Colored truth,
becomes a hot balloon...
You went tounveil your own
statue, before being shot...
In unblemished irish,
the vision was a link...
Constrained.
The starlings will...
I sleep, I wake
for a vigil...
Living a death daily,
becomes a normal chore. It was an intense...
Like Sequoia,
you wanted to grow tall...
When white mushrooms
come in procession...
By the river side
a gust of wind plays music...
Tonight moon was
gliding like a swan...