A CHANGE
OF WORLDS
Piercing of bone, ring of earth, necklace of vine, now the moon rises every morning.
A chest filled with words, images, a poets bloom.
Artist’s colors, nuclear!
Falls African atoms split waters.
Putty, Molded. An abyss.
A trance, a state of frenzy. a blanket of dark.
A blade, a breast bone a heart shaped hell.
Gods with boundless, strength.
Innocence worn like jewelry!
A collage of exquisiteness, of creatures, of multitudes, of bold backgrounds,
Collections of vision, neatly cataloged neatly saved, within the womb Of Mother Nature
Our Planet and all its delicacies now saved in the journal of Father Time.
As the clock ticks and the embryo develops a new day approaches.
The end and The beginning, One,
And fade, And
Armand Hamouth
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