11-28-2015, 08:57 PM
Day
light.
Golden gleams,
Women polite
to children's screams.
Noisy buzzing--
busy-bee's honey-
coating nests--
prep for rest.
Night
lights.
Tires screech
from sirens bright.
Peace we breach
with what they call a piece.
Mark of the beast
inside the minds
of owl's blind.
Day
light.
Glowing rays
meet the quite
quiet man's gaze.
"The yellow isn't yellow,"
in his mind is what bellows.
So he closes his eyes
to meet the
Night's
lights.
To each his own,
be it fight or plight
or flight or flown,
past tense if you're past tense
senses or apprehense.
Embrace dark's embrace
in place of light's emplace.
light.
Golden gleams,
Women polite
to children's screams.
Noisy buzzing--
busy-bee's honey-
coating nests--
prep for rest.
Night
lights.
Tires screech
from sirens bright.
Peace we breach
with what they call a piece.
Mark of the beast
inside the minds
of owl's blind.
Day
light.
Glowing rays
meet the quite
quiet man's gaze.
"The yellow isn't yellow,"
in his mind is what bellows.
So he closes his eyes
to meet the
Night's
lights.
To each his own,
be it fight or plight
or flight or flown,
past tense if you're past tense
senses or apprehense.
Embrace dark's embrace
in place of light's emplace.