Fallow 34

The sun still rising
Ultraviolet on my mind
Sky a deep purple

A sleepless night marks
The storm passed without a drop
No cracks to be seen

Was it just the eye?
A quiet morning at work
Suggests glassen seas

Not without paddles
Becalming yesterday's trick
Now wind's within me

Angels attending
As is said- Do not test God
But how could I now?

The ship Sought After
The Romantic Adventure
The First of Our Name

Imagination
Runs rampant in fallow fields
Foraging fox feet

Blinded to the worst
By abundant untamed stalks
Not alarmed by quakes

Called hopeless? My ass.
They deafened us, now screaming
As we laugh in eep

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