Notes Of The Nocturnal

Tongue becomes tied at times and ideas still brew

Fresh stick of green goodness adds perspectives to live through

An owl by night, an eagle by day

Wings spread to pick up flight with views of every way

Showered hangovers of lemon scented flowers
Glimpses of the future coat my mind with happiness of tomorrow’s hours

High as towers with a sharp sense of what’s next

Poems about any and everything is what I’ll express

Undress the adventures and expose them to words

Moods of the ultimate cool and some quite disturbed

Herbed visions tightly packed with warmth of a thermal

Visits of a theme park, just follow the notes of a nocturnal

M.a.R.a.N.a.T.e

© 2019 Maranate

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