Summer worms
and Catholic Creatures of the Willow tree,
shepherd's Sheeps and one abrupt Ox
lurking as the Tiger stalks
similar to sapiens,
the Turtle waters his eyes
to spillover bodily poison
and the Butterflies rise
dancing on tiny salt ponds,
fluttering where the Ape smears
pulp on bark
while he paints,
somewhere in the dark
Horses throw off their reins
setting hoofs free, they embark
away from civil grounds
and across affable Greyhounds
kicking stones in rivers
making Flounders quiver,
passing Eels too baffling to be real
and Abas bolting like thunder from clouds of zeus,
up on the moss
untangling Frogs, some loved amphibians
locking a Sealions' head
with the bounced rock
the Horses still run,
stopping for Pandas and Toucans
easier said than done
they cease to exist
and might dissappear in a short span,
unless you resist
using plastics and new tin cans
for this might be our one & only chance.
YOU ARE READING
| musings harmonizing
Poetryhi! <3 this is a collection of my self written poems/songs over the years. lowercase intended. possible triggers - i have introductory poems in the begging to showcase my writing style, with one old and one new poem. - most of this is imaginative...
