Three POEMS

Staff Correspondent | Published: 20:08 pm, 06 Jan 2017, Fri

Three POEMS

Moonshine Mystery Is  there a silver moonstone for me At the edge of  the  violet  mystery? Is  there  a  tall mahogany  tree  for me At  the  virgin  forest's  boundary? Is  there  a  magic  mantra  for  me In  the  weird  whispering  breeze? My  gleaming  surreal silhouette  Swims  across the  sodden  gloam. My  limpid  besotted  eyes Rain  blood-red  lunatic dreams.  My  smouldering  lips  kiss Wild  moonshine  mead. My toes clutch curling roots Steeped in a glazed séance, My magnetic rapture  Cascades, To capture The eerie Penumbra, Of elusive, Cyclical Samsara   HAIKU #1 Dewdrop  And  sun ray. Technicolour display.   HAIKU #2 Sightless. Demolish  darkness With  fingertip  caress.