Trail my Sole
Followed that trail with an Atlas
the underbelly led it to a rock
Semi Submerged in emotional flotsam
Castrated the birth of Botticelli’s venus
What to expect?
Great waves crashing down all rage.
Great waves licking at my ignorance.
These once still waters spread the silent promise of future sapling trees.
Astrology serfs over prophesized seedling thoughts in future sprout.
revellers over imbibed on waves of nostalgia
Caught up in the ebb of the past
Questioning this quest within.
seekers absorbed all light
lost to the shrieks of first blooms melody of melancholy.
Hushed into the primal scream of inflammation.
shouts drowned out
Unravel this life – a pathetic parody.
Peer into the Abyss
It isn’t Sole Lee fish
leading our kind to a final resting place.
Pronunciation vows clear
Lee clueless to his human duty
Two sparring states
Tartarus trapped in the centre of his parent’s disgust -neither Heaven nor Gaia will it ever see.
The streams , the mountains neither siblings
Betrayed by the trees
This Casual Tee
caught in the middle of a family feud
contesting rights for identity
Mass separated out of chaos
status updated -In love with Eros
*To be continued…