Disjointed and Beautiful

Disjointed and beautiful

Ruminations compounding fervent explorations

of internal, disjointed communication.

Thoughts, pop-pop to the surface

Each one a kernel exploding into fruition

Independent of the one before and after

Each a testament to its own volition

A driven mind, beautiful and blind

to its own divine decline

Hasty and quick, getting to the thick

of it

relief so sweet, it can’t be for keeps

My heart sees from afar

helplessly watching the dying star;

lighting up big, so pretty, so bright

But, just like that, it blends in with the night.

Reviews

[Tony]

I loved the rhyme scheme.