Above, a shower of stars
Dancer in the moon garden,
brushed by gossamer
sleeves of breezes,
to music and silver
surrendered.
***
Caveat regarding what you will find here: you just never know. I promise absolutely nothing by way of consistency, theme, tone, genre, or value ;->. You’ll no sooner exact such things from me than you would a flight plan from butterfly. So tonight it’s haiku in too many words.
ehj2 wrote:
dear poet,
i humbly offer that this is perhaps misfiled.
this creation is less whimsy than pure magic. and while whimsy and magic are sometimes very very close, i think this is magic.
perhaps you might file it under its more formal term “alchemy.” since you are the cause of so much of it (alchemy is about transformation), i’m relatively sure you recognize it.
humbly and respectfully,
perhaps even slightly mischievously,
/e
Posted on 22-Jan-06 at 12:31 pm | Permalink