.
Always musing with substance using
Perhaps tedium sets in before
Everything gets so confusing
Lit a lamp Aladdin wise~e~h~ where's the rub
Poison violets rain like heaven from above
Heads are blooming, Spring springs in Tune
It's Four O'clock all afternoon
Wrap worlds in deep blue verdigris sigh some sing
Prayers leave layers of light patterns existential Right
Dances lyres and arrows through holes creation wove
Love, evolves, repetition lines fall from vines into palms like silk
A Book of Ilk and Oh rests half open in hands of score
Read cloths draping hearts among loaves of bread served with wine
And Grace,
Everything gets so confusing
Perhaps tedium sets in before
Always musing with substance using
Smoke ring medium burn seas of yore
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2016-05-12 at 23:58
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Smoke Ring Medium
Smoke ring medium burn seas of yoreAlways musing with substance using
Perhaps tedium sets in before
Everything gets so confusing
Lit a lamp Aladdin wise~e~h~ where's the rub
Poison violets rain like heaven from above
Heads are blooming, Spring springs in Tune
It's Four O'clock all afternoon
Wrap worlds in deep blue verdigris sigh some sing
Prayers leave layers of light patterns existential Right
Dances lyres and arrows through holes creation wove
Love, evolves, repetition lines fall from vines into palms like silk
A Book of Ilk and Oh rests half open in hands of score
Read cloths draping hearts among loaves of bread served with wine
And Grace,
Everything gets so confusing
Perhaps tedium sets in before
Always musing with substance using
Smoke ring medium burn seas of yore
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 1104 times
Written on 2016-05-12 at 23:58
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