Poetry In Motion pg. 1

Heaven
beyond The shock o’ Northern Lights
You’ll
laugh a personal moon
     a’fire And tingling;
awake patiently the sun

transforming the manic,
     mightier street mundane and extraordinary
     that Shelley desired, his Poetry
     songs born Like Gardener seeds

Thee vine: so pretty
the background a lesson of
family astray…

Blackberries and sisters
foretelling the plump o’ makeshift voices,
     (heavy and delicious, ripe)
amidst tongues sappy Like language:
This nectar As Eve - tempts

surprisingly I (stoutly
     Amidst flecked shades,
     fatigued With fatherly stances
     and passion Escorted by paws)
love…

anything beyond Heaven:
patiently
the break,
The scent O’ jazz (delicious)
a moon of hopes

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