It is as if an itch to find an ephemeral paradise,the seeds that sprout in one’s eye,as if by an itch and washing of eyesit yields its first fruit: an October sky.There also lay splashed some illumined ocean,where birds of myriad form foraged for the splattered Sun.It is as if a new Sun just foundContinue reading “Magi”
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October Soul
It isn’t upon a mountain high it standswith cloud-clad feet.It isn’t anchored to the Sun,it bears westward when the eve is nigh.I am calm upon the meadows,watching clouds passing by.It flies upon Earth — a soul so high –, for,lighter than my heart is a blue blue sky!
That Monkey!
He tip-toes upon the Sun,snuffs his toes in the Sea,briefly as they sigh,he rides upon that breeze.falling, breaking the arches,he pilfers fruit from a monkey,descends upon mischiefby a very blue Sea.He pilfers the blue,just enough blue,so it still is blue.He cries “drought” from a place afar,winds oblige,and herd the cloudsfar and far.He then splashes blueandContinue reading “That Monkey!”