The bird in the cage, the worm enraged.

Heard the hoofrans scourge automatons
Spelunking for splurge in ocular excitation
Tiers of cumulated aeons by cloudy blue
Here in one wall goon wide flex worked blue

Oh brother, mother, hit slap the radical in
Remember me now; now and again
The windy ascension blushes us violaceous
All anarchists collect violations, scald violaceous

Lines for lonely stigma only natural
Jump in the imprint of the other form
Gusted on impact to burst of dusty red
scold of a mold burns warm like red

Reviews

[Wolfwind]

I love the depth of this piece. Each line strikes a unique image that let's me travel to places in my mind that are new and different. Poems that make one think or muse are always the best. I really enjoyed this! =) Thanks for sharing!

Aaron

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the poem. The strong statements open the door to many places and thoughts. I like poetry that is needed to be took apart to be understood. Strong use of thoughts and language made the poem a pleasure to read. A very good ending to this excellent poem.
Coyote