He moves
in fluid precision
against the rigid boundaries
of his realm
Barefoot existence
in a world of silver linkage
and alien filament
Endless spheres
of lost dreams
A sea of reconstruction
waiting to take rightful possession.
~seg
October 7, 2007 by vintagecamperchronicles
He moves
in fluid precision
against the rigid boundaries
of his realm
Barefoot existence
in a world of silver linkage
and alien filament
Endless spheres
of lost dreams
A sea of reconstruction
waiting to take rightful possession.
~seg
After posting my poem poetry in motion I was brought to this link and enjoyed this poem very much.