The Sea Glass Fifth Aquarius,
a glass menagerie,
as their bios serenade us,
sea views anemone.
I swarm betwixt a Sea of Glass,
a can of worms opened,
we dove had fluttered peace a chance,
debate and hook defend.
Dolphins parlayed high nibs false skies,
the Sea Glass crample them,
their dimpled snout closer to eyes,
in blues abyss, they swam.
Little shop around four corners,
the which is of Sea Glass,
Stew astir perpendiculars,
Suze, Miche, Cher, picturesque.
Sea Glass, Scottish accents; you rain,
ode Yellow River,
shove all our rights tad off the lane,
bowl poetry Super.
The streams deluge is a sweet impromptu
Of entranced embankments deflecting the mass,
Infinite depths are the enquiries, ‘where to’
Jagged, tempestuous perpendiculars, alas
Quantify clandestine with volume I’d muster,
Then rapid becomes and is powerless to stop
Disturbing my sleep and awakening lack lustre,
Gently it beckons to an inevitable drop.
Just as my thoughts ask, ‘where do my dreams go?
How long have I slept here, and how far the flow.