LOPSIDED GRACE

ooznozz

! Stir under a blanket o’ morn while the unraveling of a dream signals my arms t’pull back the rumpled fabric of sleep that covers me. I conspire for so much more...

In that moment it is like being a little leaf of self-described euphoria that hangs for a while on its bough; it dances invisible pirouettes before breaking loose –

 

Borne with a flamboyant twirl, and jostled by pulsing fingers of sunrise, my kiss to a new day bounds me together with your global spirit - ! am spinning from the planetary whip of the sun's extraordinary quantities of "be here now” which ! find t'be all beyond explanation... AND yet, ! rise to this occasion, always golden but often without destination.

  • Author: ooznozz (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 25th, 2016 12:41
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 17
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors


Comments +

Comments1

  • Tony36

    Great write

    • ooznozz

      Thank you and most importantly - "Peacefulness Always!"...

      -ooznozz

      • Tony36

        Welcome



      To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.