imagine this - your body lifting fancy free
to fields, as if you are seeder of words
to sky, as if you are gatherer of cottonweeds
to sea, as if you are fisher of night stars
to fields, as if you are seeder of words
knuckled & knotted, you lay them on canvas
wielding ink & pen, you blade them to exotic fruits
to sky, as if you are gatherer of cottonweeds
tying a bouqet of wildflowers & sunflowers
you find your footing, right here, drawing ships
to sea, as if you are fisher of night stars
floating in the primal scream of your longing, you
fly on stilettos! you bead starlight all the way to the moon!
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Trimeric form which was invented by Dr. Charles Stone. Please join us when the pub door opens at 3pm EST.
