Unhinged Flight(Must We Be Mad)
Windblown
hair around my head,
something tells me I'm not dead.
Swallowing fireflys to light up
my insides................
Tasseled shawl against the chill,
taken by a darker thrill.........
Leftover noises,
a wanton world ,
chaos in a ballooning ballroom
of confetti dreams.
frozen fusion of the pupils,
whispered passions
melting mountains,
a spark..........
to shatter perfect darkness,
bright emerald reasons
for the waking Dragon's
slashing through the wisps
of silence
wrapped in crimson
static stillness
adrift in spangled
space as
unknown
as winter,
heaving lost horizons
out beyond the last eliptic,
Sun Seeker..........
Striking out across the cosmic sea
on the streams of black hole winds
A Summit of Escape!
raking in a comet's tail
and on beyond the spiral stars,
Oh, Onyx Hearted
jagged,breaking,
pouring forth your
coal black roses
through the portals wet with grieving
tearing back through
time eternal
to the howling end
of mind.
Must we be Mad?
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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