Nebulous Streams, Clouding My Brain

Nebulous streams, clouding my brain Obscure eyelash, aimless your leaf You ask for rhyme, well, to what end One way poems, emptiness in ship Arriving to nothing, blind direction No door opens, except baffling pain What a crimson commerce, of emotion Nebulous streams, clouding my brain Every glass is broken, milk is spilt Every moment tense, where is rose In dream we tremble, pain and guilt In your venom valley, no grass grows Can’t there be, an ocean for all In every dreamy eye, a pink waterfall A little cottage garden, for birds to call A crystal clear stream, easy footfall _________________________________ 16/12/2016