Sunday, May 23, 2021

Poem: Upside




light rays, 

ephemeral shovels, anti-cinders,

quick to plumb startled irises,

not-so-depthless pupils,

no aspect of the darkness flees.

spears of solar cleanse tarry wells

to impel a gaze so high,

above the truculence of roots,

above grey shamble-mumblings,

such daybreak!



an incessant trickle through leaves;

a flutter of springboards;

hovers of the coruscant; serene

and yet hope climbs onward still.

joyous the erratic, radiant ladder.



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