the moon jumps over
a frog, where is its clover?
stillness in the fog.
the night stalks still life
owl, skip from your usual
the ground weeps, no sound.
friction uproots dust
magnify what can’t be seen
in the earth you find?
steel rods frighten all
lightning combust and destroy
obliterate loss.
a violin plays
the cat strays from its comfort
find sublimity.
mellow cello null
shimmer, shimmer, break open
boink, a nut falls down.
what lies in the grass?
pounce over to catch the prey
an anomaly.
a just day serves well
deliver a baby, Mel
frolic amongst stars.
-Sir Contra
About the Creator
Sir Contra
Read to understand and you will be left bewildered. Read to interpret and you will become a sage.
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