A concrete visual poem

A dark fork through a wild pasture leads to a dual
night passage steeping creeping from a misty path
smoky charcoal gravel and dust glazing a cornea moon
rising above scarecrow weeds and grassy outlines of
agricultural fur pastoral shadows rambling rolling over
reflective streams like mirrors for chilling silhouettes
romancing glancing darting through indigo stillness furrows
of silence winding a windmill silo overlooking a
weather vane and slow motion ether whispering gently in an
abandoned breeze engulfed in timeless wither gothic
petrifaction a grey deserted tractor gleams beneath
a tin and wooden shed basking a sentry of sleeping nature
glints glimmers from herbivorous steel frayed lifeless
scattering moaning excruciating billows of blight in
twilight evening stars spotting abandonment bristled
rustled imaginative cowers and distortions of stems
petals buds squirming daisies sunflowers carnations
xenias wisps of willowy fluff gliding floating
feeling feelers fuzzing sight and galloping gusts
whipping a funnel twist leading pitch darkness
dividing the lost pathway in aperture dilemma