Well, everyone seemed to really enjoy that first poem, so I’ll put out another one. This is another that I wrote long ago in a galaxy far, far away and is also collected in Fragments of Reality.
falling from a sky
enviously painted gray and black
with the billowy, undulating wisps
of thoughts and dreams of:
never failing in their falling
to catch my fancy,
at the wondrous, bountiful beauty
of their hopes and hints of:
There, how was that one? Good? Bad? Horrifying? Let me know in a comment or something! I do hope you enjoyed it, but either way I’d like to hear about it.
As always, thanks for reading. Have an unbelievable day!
King Pollux ~ Adam Kristofer Walkingstick King