A scale is balanced, perforated,
pressing, nestling, jointed, jaded,
its colours rich, its textures stale,
a residue left toxic, nailed.
The sky with pupil, iris, veins
searches, perches, sits, and strains,
to rediscover language, diction,
blocks and talks and quaint depictions
While diametric polished stains
remind it of its rival's pains
a seed which shot forth scars and tissue,
all wound up, a coiled Malishu
Dark and sombre penetrates
unleashed secretive styles and traits
forlorn medieval lightning strike
vicious little peevish pike
With central focus, towered, nested,
sprightly forecast, near, abreasted,
talents subtle, features woven,
crested vested foresight owing
To the gifts of scintillating
silent sequences debating
crafts and laughs, a retinue,
of corrugated rustic hues
Are dining, lining silver plates,
litigants and perks and stakes,
solemn prizes, bows and ribbons,
resting, testing, knowledge given.
Onwards then to caverns dusted,
portraits pens and reasons rusted,
past the river, the viaduct,
a photograph kept neatly tucked
Inside a list of things to come,
of pleasures, measures, joys the strum
of melodies kept firmly tuned and
resonant with bright festoons
A needle resting in a lap,
strung with servile blessed facts,
dex'trous, agile, flaunt, maneuver,
bold incarnate gilded rumours
Daylight breaks, the sun's in place,
resplendent rays shine forth and trace
the outlines 'cute of living beings
who've been reborn to dance and lean
With one foot forward, two foots, four,
measured, treasured, viewed, explored,
for daily stages, pither patter,
shovels, gloves, and earthen matter.
Toil and trucks and pastures seen
surreal and plastered evergreen,
a daisy, petals, bumblebees,
sweetened, viscid pleasantries
Alone with then, this thing to tell,
to all and one, the divine swell,
of scents and tastes and pretty things
with postulated putterings
Which glide through Klem, all day, all night,
and keep the tale elastic, tight,
with moments spare and bites contrary,
juicy, moistened ripe blueberries
Blossom in the summertime
in Nordic, Doric, boreal climes,
a hike up to the Mountain's view
to sit and think and smile anew.
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