THE NEON SKY
Cosmic apogee, expectation implosion, simmering along rampant oblivion, nebulously shaped,
cascades of opium den clouds, sifting in ion blaze, drifting in obviations of oblivion, a sweet oblivion,
hazy indistinct, conflated with an iron clad sublimation.
The weight of timelessness, permeates the void.
Absconded semantic whimsy,
running like a thief into the thin veil of night, thick as soup,
charming fog into supplicant wonder apportioned to an improved night's emulation,
coniferous suncloud, echoing light, sky fixture cascading in the amber swirl,
cascading in the borealis,
perpetuating the amniotic night.Β He leaves the sidewalk, turns his attention inward...it's all shopping malls, and centers of commerce, there is no place to rest and sit...even the churches and mosques have been co-opted by it...you can feel it siphoning life from vitality, the ever present dread of the almighty dollar.Β Everything costs, but love is free...free I say...
free as a bird,
dancing in the wind,
dancing in the wind dancing...
in the neon sky.
Poem and image Β© 2016 by Peter Kaleb Theodoropoulos aka Rockwell Wilder
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great stuff Rockwell. you are so very talented
Thank you PoetessDarkly,Β I see from your poetry that you are very talented...it takes lots of work merged with enjoyment of the craft to get to that point, indeed!Β Take care!