Visible Light Poem by Ari Alsio

Visible light,

what else you can see in the dark

than light?

Crawled toward the light,

although it often takes you astray

is still the safest way to enlightenment.

End of the tunnel there is light,

a man built his a house,

the work is all but taxes have not been paid

and taxes do a pension - that is true,

but after all, house is warm in the winter.

Bumblebees were left with no option,

willow with you raped

and officials slept very well.

Two swans in the pond was shepherd to hell,

black-throated diver to dive without further ado

so birds seeking a own food

and enjoys warm the spring.

Heat wave sweeps across the sea,

it stops the sap and blood,

shoot dry closed to life

The sun does not go to the end of the tunnel,

but remains in the sky in step

Pied Flycatcher give apologize,

sorry sorry it screams throughout the day.

Butterflies are numerous, but they are small.

Swallows screaming as

to birch a mouse ears are increased to leaf

so curled off heat,

so must go too the heating out,

the soil is dry as gunpowder

and it will burn the sand on the beach child feet

Grandma show hand out on the pocket

and then take up out her apron

man forgets his day cigarettes

and puts the child the bath,

his the water is swimming warm milk

life is energy and light in the darkness,

without darkness we would not be visible in the light.