Along the course I often go
a narrow twisting two lane road
lies a tract whose owner I don't know
bereft of even one abode

Country land not far from town
a mix of forest and fallow glade
years since any hay mowed down
there by men who scorned cool shade

Though unposted, I've not roamed this place
but I've every time slowed down to look
and think to test my halting pace
in search of a suspected brook

I was birthed in a rush,
i must hurry,
rise i must
to the surface to burst.
U see when the bottle tips beer into this vessel the race has begun.
We all shoot for a breather,a s we froth together,
in much haste we brim over
I was born a bubble,hav e a natural fear of colliding with others thus I dodge trouble mummy says i am an escapist, whatever that means. I escape thats what I do
2.
We are all candidates of the Pour for its the tipping point
when the open bottle neck is at a lower altitude to the base.

Love,
sweet scented rock of life,
Untouched by death,
or dawns delight,
not of this world,
a flower that grows,
dimensions
angels blessed, adorned
Of battles lost,
and battles won.
Beneath its blooded flag -
succumb
Save only few
can justly say
good or bad,
they won’t betray.
Residing from the darkness lit
Desire forbid,
or - jealous spit.
That ranks of man
forsake the crown.
in chivalrous act’s
the noble found.
Where does it reside today

ribbon lean
the rich niche
culpa means

the static threshold
of the edge beam
warmed by the
hints of brilliant
einai

slipstern
tensile shrouds
the cloth
the oath
held

page edge
turned
the arc
of between's