Gypsy-spirit
“Whisper”-wind serenade!
A
Nomad’s dreamscape cosmos-view!
Comes
yonder flash comet-visit colors sparkle fiery-streams
Alights
creative-imagination midnight-hazed Fantasy-dreams
Traverse
cold graveyard shadowed wraithlike silent screams
A
blaze campfire central to painted wagons night-vigil beams
Picket-line
horses respite-slumber in wealth-of-matched-teams
Twenty-miles
traveled across God’s flat good
earth, today
Made
excellent time---double the normal…”Bram” dares say
“Make
camp! Build cook-fires! Let our sacred
children play.”
Rest-good
the horse burden-beast which pull our wagons-home
Rest-good
our clan beneath a blue-white sparkle diamond dome
Nomad-people
collective family again tomorrow will surely roam
Each,
now, quickly succeed at thy assigned-task necessary-measure
Just
one-another, shelter, horses, meager fare, our simple-treasure
Gather
’round comfort-fire in Praise to dine
in thankful-pleasure
Comes
yonder flash comet-visit colors sparkle fiery-streams
Alights
creative-imagination midnight-hazed Fantasy-dreams
Traverse
cold graveyard shadowed wraithlike silent screams
A
blaze campfire central to painted wagons night-vigil beams
Picket-line
horses respite-slumber in wealth-of-matched-teams
Varied worn-instruments to a loving community
“Whisper”-wind serenades
Satisfied
bodies relax to children’s choreography-dance improvised parades
Satiated
spirits dream in unison-beat to crystal
stream babbling-rush cascade
Soon
soft-sleeps a weary flock star-counting tally in black-domed canopy
’Oft
to dream of days-to-come in a Promised-found
of “home”---Serendipity
Wanderer
Rebel!
Rascal! Rapscallion! Rogue! Grand adventure free-to-see
Elite-Titles! Rare-’n-fare! “Bram” self-proclaimed
Greatest Gypsy-King!
No
Royal treasure-booty save his
tally-band bent on Salvation-land to bring
To
practiced-notes staccato-beat Gypsy Whisper-wind
serenade spirit-sing
Comes
yonder flash comet-visit colors sparkle fiery-streams
Alights
creative-imagination midnight-hazed Fantasy-dreams
Traverse
cold graveyard shadowed wraithlike silent screams
A
blaze campfire central to painted wagons night-vigil beams
Picket-line horses' respite-slumber in wealth-of-matched-teams
Amen!
(Part 2 of 2 Tomorrow)
No comments:
Post a Comment