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Ephemeral shape shifting

by darkness no one sees

unless the moonlight gleams

so when at a cockcrow

a new breath

taking in its deep and clean sight

will help you sleep the following midnight.

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Ephemeral shape shifting

by darkness no one sees

unless the moonlight gleams

so when at a cockcrow

a new breath

taking in its deep and clean sight

will help you sleep the following midnight.

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6 am stroll

 

'Bucolic All'

'Bucolic All'

A clearing when wanderlust has taken you there...

'Abstraction of Just Is'

'Abstraction of Just Is'

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A ruralite's dwelling of means...

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Rain had lain a brink on the floor

From the weary eye

And in the hot shining sun                                                                     

It did pleach the flora                                                                       

Into the base of the sky                                                                     

What you see now is just that...                                                             

I suppose

'Scintilla of Plash'

'Scintilla of Plash'

A piece of rainbow aglow

below the precipice                                 

where beads from rejuvenizing mysticity winds up pooling                 

And a dip will do you good

So they say....

 

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'Bucolic All'

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A Sheep's Clothing as a Wolf

A Sheep's Clothing as a Wolf

A sheep's clothing

shorn and scrapped

alongside the arid road strolled,

has a wolf concocted.

 

As a passerby

dawdled,

a poking eye lapses onto a cranial contortion,

pearly jutting sneer, 

frowned zombied leer,

acute ear...

I was heard coming.

 


Bajzë- Summer 2017

 

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Rock and bone,

strown,

nothing more grown and nothing to own,

although its carbon in another life unsown.

 

 

Bajzë - Summer 2017

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The road's kill,

eject the weal of

someone who’ll be missed

as he was not missed

it is a loss.

How twisted is the mind

for an unsightly time,

unbearable to fine

to doss around the roadside

until…

Bajzë - Summer, 2017

Out to Dry

Out to Dry

Black Sheep

Black Sheep

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'Ekzistencë'

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A Typical Freshener

A Typical Freshener

myself and minnows

amusingly, many munching me.

most making most of my leisurely time,

all about them

as they were the only ones making it all about me

at that time.