Vibrations pulse with a quivering cargo Creating a rhombic magical flow Some days fast others slow Tick tock to and fro Rise up and go
Shadows of white light luminous glow Dancing twangs of a staccato banjo Precision pounding of the bongo Sync with magenta Bordeaux And a luscious gateau
Strength in the multitudes of resonating macro Formed in the firm stable base of a dado On shoulders of giants from long ago Life’s story as an evolved bio As above, then below
Movements ending the linear time will show Coalesced synchronicity in blue indigo Loving embraces of a trusted beau Gone the past we used to know Tick tock, we move, we go
Lovely, your imagery is beautiful, thank you for posting this. May I offer that it swings a tad much between the personal and the general, which might stop it winning prizes. Write more, Mike in NZ
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May I offer that it swings a tad much between the personal and the general, which might stop it winning prizes.
Write more, Mike in NZ