5:55 sunday morning
Blue bayou sky
calm with clouds in the essence of sun
wings not for taming
cage surrender to wings
Icarus in the highway.
A fall is a fall
spring on the rise
fish finning with fish.
Flood is the flight
flight of unexpected
flight to unexpected
as dream in glass
Levee leaves no barrier
to love.
Rolling wave stages
flood in frustration .
Water never looses
apetite for earth
or star.
Not stranger to cliffs.
Not stranger to rocks.
Wandering the land
of love
to nestle in the
warm arm of
green.
Cloudy gazebo still
gazing at the rain
in blue bayou sky.
The garden fell in love again.
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