The Verdant Lore (Cleave Poem)

On the page - of this lore painted verdant by - the rod of God a word traveler - unveils A song, - its charm perhaps, sounding - on the mystic blue - sea Amidst the echoes - of peripheral visions his thoughts are - dancing wildly with the orphic - wind Like - the twists of leaves - in early Autumn that innocently - falling in passion, seeking a home, - to entertain the souls He sighs through… - the remnants-of dreams and finds himself - a proverbial comfort In the breath of - this blossoming page is a verdant lore, - the scents of my life --- The cleave is three poems in one and was created by Dr. Phuoc Tan Diep, poet and artist. To learn more about this poetic form, visit the link below http://cleavepoetry.wordpress.com/