Mary’s Meadow

The Waters EdgesPrecariously perched, before the seethingTides encroachment, lingering ominouslyA building crescendo, reaching melodiesHonied mellisonant, breeches the senses—Forcefully lapping, at the stoneworks facadePiercing crevices, like fluidic fancied fingersEach ripple gathering,

Dancing daylight, from shadow to shadowCasting it’s black and whites into rainbowsTo and fro, inside nightmares undreamtHelter skeltering, becomes sequestered—Gasping breeching, seizing each breathDrowning in the nothingness, upon life’sGently lapping,

Dancing upon shadowed, daylight dreams Rainbowed visions, within black and whites Clerifed castings, slow walkings drenched Becoming rain soaked, within subdivisions —- Footsteps meandering, upon unseen paths Blanketed within fogs,