Rebels

Propane anger,

Diamonds on a

Furious turn.

 

Night mists

Fluctuating,

Split nerves

Multiplying

Along glittering

Streets.

 

Rebel roses,

Grave shadows

Overturned

To shifting

Movie frames.

 

Pieces of the

Dream land

Undone,

Swallowed

By poisonous

Fumes beckoning

The seekers

To entangle with.

From My Anthology Rebel Rose titled Rebel Rose

Taught to comply,

Gone off

To the other side.

 

The edge felt,

Ride through

Thorn patches.

 

Soft petal an

Afterthought,

Positioned

Opposite

A rising bud.

 

Sunlight fractured,

Moon drip captured,

Flown to

Sky bent over

Brazen earth.