The End Beginning

Dost naught
thy dormant seed
Seize thee
saline tears
grasp hold
Whence
RIP Van Winkle
dew awakes
To shed
dye cocoon,
aloft Lit enclosure.

What are WE
barren time
infested
Do WE naught
have to rhyme
 invest
Upon a fairytale spring,
troubadour tail twirl
Once,
trice around,
quarter moon
deposit.

The End,
what a relieve,
tis it bee,
too ponder
But alas,
it be a wailing ~
waning points
yonder
As thy tide,
be timepiece recycled,
moon cycles
Clockwise owl,
giving mid night quill,
still sermon.

Dost dawn
to dusk sunset,
approaches The End
Dark nest begets
another day
sunshine arrival ~
Beginning period
…………………………………

HeArtMosphere Poet

The End Beginning

Dost naught thy dormant seed
Seize thee saline tears grasp hold
Whence RIP Van Winkle dew awakes
To shed dye cocoon, aloft Lit enclosure.

What are WE barren time infested
Do WE naught have to rhyme invested
Upon a fairytale spring, troubadour tail twirl
Once, trice around, quarter moon deposit.

The End, what a relieve, tis it bee, too ponder
But alas, it be a wailing ~ waning points yonder
As thy tide, be timepiece recycled, moon cycles
Clockwise owl, giving mid night quill, still sermon.

Dost dawn to dusk sunset, approaches The End
Dark nest begets another day sunshine arrival ~
Beginning Period ………………..

HeArtMosphere Poet