Below the waves
and under the sea
I ponder how you’re doing
now that you’ve left me
Sinking to the bottom
I can see you from here
I just can’t believe
the water’s so clear
Do you ever wonder at the creatures in the darkness?
Have you ever seen their eyes glint in the light from the stars?
Would you breathe in their scent as it wafts along with the wind?
Alone in the forest, can you feel their presence all around you?
They sense your shadows, smell your fears, and know your weaknesses.
For the fey are dark apparitions when they desire your blood…
If for no other reason than to stain their hats and teeth
while they savour your cries for help.
Demon eyes they stare at me
Deep within my face
Everything I ever win
Is nothing but disgrace
Try as hard as I can
I know its but a case
No matter what occurs
I only lose this race
End it all if I could
But a coward from the base
A single shot, a single pill
My soul it would erase
What is so pleasing to the soul as that which is round?
A wheel as it rolls its way on by?
A simple plate as it bears our vitality?
An umbrella as it shields us from the rain?
The effect of a dress as it fans its way out in dance?
A ring primed with promise as it encircles our finger?
A ball as it bounces or a cup that holds within its walls our joy?
Why does the round hold itself so close to our hearts?
Colors vibrate the spectrum
causing shifts through the phases
leaving only bright reflections
of intimations in its wake
forging ripples in the grand pond
of the universe whose waves
slap against the shores
of consciousness creating
mandelbrots spiraling forever
outward yet snuggly held within
the golden ratio as it gambols
amongst the magical Circle of Fifths
drowsing in fits and bursts
but never more than an hour
eyes open and staring at the fan
slow wind brushing the sheets
vivid dreams spark and die
too many to count in the in-betweens
another sleepless night