A
deluge
Of
separation
Anxieties
Glisten
The
substructure
Of
the beam
An ascot
Skitters neck
An orange
And the preconception
Of impossible rhyme
Incorrect
Yet
scarlet
Though
it seems
Violet Swiftly Tears
Fringes Trading Immeasurably
A
heart-oft hollowed-hulled by dream
What a magnificent concatenation of discarded lines and shaping additions, poetic in its bones.
ReplyDeleteReally cool. Love the orange stanza.
ReplyDeleteImpossible rhyme, bah no such thing with my chime. Unless you're a mime, then you my be excused for a time. But if you keep it up, the cat will tip over your collection cup...haha..just where the mind went, don't get bent..haha
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