Golden Crazy Circumstance Poem by KarlRomeo PierreLouis

The day is far too spent
Below the apricot fading sunset
Rebelling against the night air
Invading the space of our day’s color
Our hour’s calming melody
Time has come and left its mark kept
Between the lines of these comparisons
My breath is left and buried with a balance
Spread and displayed for words to perform
The circumstance of my imperfection
My inconstant deflection of the unsaid
And now the joy of my greatness is spent
Below the pearl rise of this night’s moon
The mass exodus of my heart has gone unnoticed
And there beneath the sounds of silent cries
It flourishes within the arms of Zion..

Golden crazy circumstance