Unwritten Soul, Portrait Poems - Poem by Captain Cur
Sailing down the settling ocean of time,
eccentric stars signaling as I pass
to unexplored deepening mind
blue water sifting through the hourglass.
I swirl round to the primal seas below
terra-cotta ship, blue-green islands sloped ridge,
here the beginning drums of time are slowed
and I connect imaginations bridge.
Crescent moon hanging on my red flags mast,
sails of ever widening wind gusts muse
immortal visions, my future storms past
dawns new dimensions of endless pure view.
Hour grains climb, I reverse thinking,
inverting liquid sand, restarting flow,
narrow channel filling, falling, drinking
star patterns blinking paint unwritten soul.
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