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by Ken Allan Dronsfield

Cherish a flamboyance in a chaotic festoon;
surrounding the bloom of a December rose;
a final heaving exhale of a weighted chest;
the cries of the heartless sobbing out loud.

Lost within this lifeless, black and white life
Vowing silence through the weathered piety;
grounded by a charcoal black moving strife;
my impudent world of unshackled safety.

Follow sweet justice tolls the final brass bell;
Shaving some ice for a frosty tequila sunrise;
Dances and glances circling the lofty despots;
vultures of consciousness devour my eyes.

Ravens working magic using pastel paints.
Insolence inspired by a day long since gone;
Walk a pathway standing, never kneeling to faint.
Renew a warm light within your breathless heart.

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