poem no. 4

Celebration of life,

And all adventure start, 

Foremost the verses, providence… 

After all, who leads into the wilderness… 

Up-heave phrase turn upside down, 

Smile, a couple’s arrival, live! live! iv!

Time, last among-once than settlers… 

Water,

Fruit, like wild peach, 

Like the snakes and harsh, 

The fruit red and assurance’s speaker, 

Blue barrel, during our youth, stopped lines… 

Melt these cold silver on those fields, 

Home of silted road of sugar maple, 

Lavender, round crystals… 

Sweet bumblebees, 

Down hollows… jolt! 

Joy –This sweet sensation…