Everyday a New Story

The other day violet vapours formed Each holding a momentary rainbow My window the lovely apples adorned A cheerful arrow in the aroused bow Today the painted bubbles have all burst A huge ice in my room shorn of glory Some insects teem in the pulverized lust Every day is a page to write a new story Tomorrow I’ll go to a hospital Smell of drug disease and a house hoary Bouquets wet in tears in the funeral None knows what will be tomorrow’s story Dusk or dawn, move on, says the restless time Do not get fixated on past glory Each flash begins a door for a new rhyme Every day is a page to write a new story ___________________________________________ 6/12/2016