flashes
of light
from the poettree
old CD's turn in the breeze
iridescent strobes...
bright objects
hynotize the mind
weathergrams
on one side
rainbows on the other
a silver bell sounds
somewhere...
those old bards
keeping the Beat
sound of the vibes
bamboo wind chimes
a new song on the wind
season change
a cold
harsh wind
moves in
circling the trees
boughs bend / leaves fly
shaking loose the season
Cinquain
Nightmares
