Dictations of February
I have found spirit in adversity
And courage in faint shadows of my falls
Through smeared nouns and verbs
The adjectives dictate it all
Have you not found, have you not felt ?
Cages bursting, sunrays corrupting
Darkness falls.
If I could cascade a mountain
Of spontaneous joys
……the thought of winter
In your arms…….
Is all I need to behold.
But the sun has set
The clock has tocked
I’m set in my ways
I found spirit in my falls.
The dainty fairies spell it well
…A corruption of waning hopes
Expanding my universe right now
reaching out hands and arms
Touching fire
Wrestling gods
Retreating to their perched nest
I coagulate my thoughts.
Prisoners behold
The midnight hour
Of boundries drawn
In lonesome moonbeam showers
The stars align….
The adjectives dictate it all.
And courage in faint shadows of my falls
Through smeared nouns and verbs
The adjectives dictate it all
Have you not found, have you not felt ?
Cages bursting, sunrays corrupting
Darkness falls.
If I could cascade a mountain
Of spontaneous joys
……the thought of winter
In your arms…….
Is all I need to behold.
But the sun has set
The clock has tocked
I’m set in my ways
I found spirit in my falls.
The dainty fairies spell it well
…A corruption of waning hopes
Expanding my universe right now
reaching out hands and arms
Touching fire
Wrestling gods
Retreating to their perched nest
I coagulate my thoughts.
Prisoners behold
The midnight hour
Of boundries drawn
In lonesome moonbeam showers
The stars align….
The adjectives dictate it all.
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