These Things Jump At Me-

Operatic hums of the vacuum cleaner runs As a maze of fibers brushed grains and frames of matted faces I see mountains and plains and valleys I'm inspired I image These things jumps at me As I sit outside on my deck open fire pit Natures all around me I hear the robin's serenade calling me sounds ode I hear a symphony With my eye I see on the grasses before me, ant's parade I'm inspired I image These It jumps at me walking by me inspired walking robins talking I'm inspired I image These, those, the Pareidolia wholly I feel wholly I'm engraved red slanted-eye euro Mongolia See the stars as early morning lightening bugs It jumps at me The skies breaths as winds embrace me I see the branches and leaves on the trees waves at me I lay on the grounds I see in the clouds faces of crowd A vertical line melancholia dystonia zoophoia photopia I see wholly I feel wholly I'm inspired I image I'm inspired I image These things jumps at me These, those, the Pareidolia 7/26/20 © 2020 Pareidolia Poetry Contest Sponsored by: craig cornish