Overlook

her face

beyond her maquillage
I listen
thru refrains of seasons
to her voices

an unfetter’d choir
ever-blending
ever-evolving

everlasting
I hope
at least
till my next call

Alley of the Lost

o’er the Bermuda Sea
opes randomly
a triangular doorway

its guests transmit’d
on a one-way ticket
to an unseen mystery

while failures of hi-tech
continue to enhance
the myth… or its veracity

60’s

Beatles to Hendrix
tie-dye on nature’s senses
Peace and Love movement