The mainstay of mornings
\nLight force desiring
\nA foal on its own
\nFrost seemingly
\nA curdling whisper
\nAlone all desiring
\nOn cylinders firing
\nIt\u2019s big eyes we see<\/p>\n
Peering through thickets
\nA roadway it\u2019s fearing
\nEndearingly staring
\nAnd hearing the sound
\nOf a truck that is laden
\nWith logs and a maiden
\nSprung from the evergreen
\nTossed to the ground<\/p>\n
The utterance clearly
\nOf some thing out yonder
\nA beast in its own right
\nBoth soulful and there
\nSee the breath rise in one emanation
\nConfused in a sense
\nTo be wanting to share.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The mainstay of mornings Light force desiring A foal on its own Frost seemingly A curdling whisper Alone all desiring On cylinders firing It\u2019s big eyes we see Peering through thickets A roadway it\u2019s fearing Endearingly staring And hearing the … Continue reading