Land to Water

Let's delve,
into the deepest parts of songs,
green and glowing with a nature,
lifting daint'ly with such memorable
stature.
and gliding on

slippers placed,
shifted to fit like glue and mold--
perhaps undulating to an unheard rhythm
but mine own.

glistening waters, raging, casting
shadows on the shore.
I hear it now in candid song
where none should ever know


feel the taste of sweet anchovies
glistening in the kindest air
of loving doves and candy corn,
a place for some
that will never bare.