Line Drawn In Sand

Hourglass grain
refraction inversion
Veteran spawn Swiss
Chess cheese piece
Do not cross the
T intersection skeleton
One way street
upon no return
address mark
Dye scarecrow wraith
dost speaks naught.

Existence be
futile lisps of
orange rhyme
Sipping lemonade
prune juice regurgitated
Foam of rabid madness
arises in vein vanity
Why live chained linked
to lone time capsule

Gasp yea knot,
bark thee naught,
Dye Knight Mare
Neigh be headless writer,
RIP torn bell whether vassal
Wetter reign wilts flood,
empty I drain
rain drop vessel
Flooding corkscrewed skewed
whitewash scorn sown.

Twist so taunt,
twist some more,
twist to breaking point
Give UP
no use to fight
the boa constrictor
manipulator
Yet somehow restrained
thy lynching neck stretches
Beyond set limitations,
imposing opposition
to bulldog bite

Iron Will
cast from crystal,
shatters not,
thy pristine ball sears
A Cross A Bridge
of make believe,
whence knees wrought
Knead thy Holy Grail mirage
to commence healing sought
To Show that improvable,
Line in The Sand,
being crossed.

HeArtMosphere Poet

Line Drawn In Sand

Hourglass grain refraction inversion
Veteran spawn Swiss Chess cheese piece
Do not cross the T intersection skeleton
One way street upon no return address mark
Dye scarecrow wraith dost speaks naught.

Existence be futile lisps of orange rhyme
Sipping lemonade prune juice regurgitated
Foam of rabid madness arises in vein vanity
Why live chained linked to lone time capsule

Gasp yea knot, bark thee naught, Dye Knight Mare
Neigh be headless writer, RIP torn bell whether vassal
Wetter reign wilts flood, empty I drain rain drop vessel
Flooding corkscrewed skewed whitewash scorn sown.

Twist so taunt, twist some more, twist to breaking point
Give UP no use to fight the boa constrictor manipulator
Yet somehow restrained thy lynching neck stretches
Beyond set limitations, imposing opposition to bulldog bite

Iron Will cast from crystal, shatters not, thy pristine ball sears
A Cross A Bridge of make believe, whence knees wrought
Knead thy Holy Grail mirage to commence healing sought
To Show that improvable, Line in The Sand, being crossed.

HeArtMosphere Poet