Notes of leaves embracing the ground
Leaving soft tones tickling some bones
Of wonder, sorrow and joy around,
Conspire to hear the beast’s moans
Wheels are still hugging the road
Claiming our neighbors are safe Zones!
Perplexing seriously is this code
A dry vein still bears no Jones!
A cold breeze on a thin Ice
Shakes, jerks worms and butterflies
Timid whips, they say: acoustic device
Vivid look, I say: Eyes up to the skies
Nature shall they find it fair.
Desire marks not a path twice!
Soul stirred up for a prize
Give me a break! It is not my affair…
©K-man
2007
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