Visual Poetry

Sixth Sense

The perilous plenty of peacetime
It seems wasn’t fit for the pack;
the sheep in the front want a shepherd
as much as the sheep in the back.

And thus, the Rams and the Elephants,
tired of butting and tusks,
relinquished upon their inheritors
the freedom to fight where they must.

But freedom is seen by the Eagle
as a field and a valley to hunt;
when surrounded by seedlings agreeable
some sprouts may deserve to be cut.

And lo, softly-weeping Adonis,
veiled by a tear-covered mist
slathered in paint his iconic
mistress with insatiable bliss.

Pictures engulfed in a waterfall’s
pleasureless washing of noise
hid from the slumbering Walrus 
hints of encroaching Owl poise.

Currents sustained in a natural
order by powers unseen 
had tamed the unlaboring predators
but a Snake would their bindings unseam.

artist. cat. jazz fiend.

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