PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Yes, pure as a petrified heart,

another morning, another set

spiderweb of casual circumstances.

Diminishing dreams of sleep,

finishing the first cup of coffee,

the unexcited entities weep

and cease to flutter in this world.

So mundane, we catch ourselves

complaining constantly to the Sun.

But guide my way, oh Great Star

to experience a moment on Mars.

Serene and surreal in nature,

an alien horizon on the dust plain

stretches shadowy umbilical cords

who conjure love connections

and Standing Sadhu Sessions

wobbly in crimson astronaut suits.