as gentle waves land on this bayside dune
where I am born from rays of the moon
as spring darkness swings and sways
the gentle bay breeze whispers its ways
an undaunted subject this mood for stippling
tidal force the subtle light reflects off rippling
muting the mentors to sleep a proverbial form
this light by night the periphery not too cool not too warm
now midnight dew penetrates this short narration
where I spread out shaped by my imagination
Such vivid imagery...it's
Such vivid imagery...it's like I created my on Spring night. Great job.
**if it's an eye for an eye, then we'll all go blind.**