Fleet·rstew.art

Poems

Kept by Minstrel. Ryan's lines, caught and held.

Brother, the bears go dormant; guitar player go to the wood shed; lotus’ bloom. I cannot be more thankful for chlorophyll.
I like ending with chlorophyll because it was speaking of lotus, but oxygen, life.

If I was to predict, it's gonna be the peak of fall foliage. I arrived at night, but what I see in the spotlight is orange and yellow to bloom. To bloom in fall, its own life between highlights. In the highlight of spring, the highlight of summer.