To the assertion that the cosmos by design
was made divine...
Turn the corner
and you will find, some dark figures...
A killer moon
blinks...
Perpetual stasis
in blank stares...
I stare into the blazing flames
Dancing their erotic dance...
That targeted sleep will not come
at once...
Rain impacts ocean
raising up crownlets but then...
Leave something for me to imagine.
A skeleton in a pond...
*----( Bluejay )----*
High atop fern hill stood a golden maple tree...
* Baby Rainbow *
You can find me somewhere over the rainbow...
Spooked by a two headed snake,
a double of a living person squirms...
A pithy moon
climbs...