YELLOW AND VIOLET FLEURSDELIS TWINE AROUND MY THROAT

Sometime ago, I was out on a walk on a very lonely, mystic evening in
which the very air seemed alive and vibrant, and everything I felt was
felt - exquisitely ...

Yellow and violet fleursdelis twine around my throat
and grass curdles against my feet bathed in dew; The mallow moon
shines in my eyes. I am, upon this bare universe wind-
tingled and bathed in purple, sylvan secrets; Treading
strides of gushes of Laughter--Laughter ... Laughter ............
Ohhh ... !

Copyright Christopher Steele Brower