PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

would this realm

have me entrust

its flailing criticisms

of just, unjust,

of us

to heart?



all imperfections are rather

relative, anyhow.

and I cast off the residue

of trivialities

to see where reality,

beauty,

coincide.



maybe the spectrums unify

at the pinnacle

of what we call

(he)artwork.

a super color of sorts...

a rainbow condensed

into a single blast!



and the crisp aftermath

of stained shards

settles tenderly

on the grass.



          as I gaze out

          to the yard

          at you,

          through my window reflection,

          our images merge,

          left a sparkle

          on glass.