Erratically-Tossed Sequins
Erratically-tossed sequins
Mark the places of night's stadium -
A netherworld of colored stones
For the spry flights of cherubim -
And Jehovah - madman or genius -
I cannot quite discern -
Overlays time upon us
And I'm a lowly spectator.
One angel keeps an amethyst -
Ignoring an agate - then chalcedony;
I do wonder if by chance
There's a gem somewhere for me ...
Copyright © Amy Michelle Mosier | Year Posted 2025
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