Camelot

Camelot

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Hydras




Devil may care
But not I

I stew over
Quiet reflections
Shimmering
Scattering light
Across a sea
Of masquerades

Soft ripples
Tease the eye
A thousand mirrors
Resonate
A thousand plagues
Beneath calm
Glistening waters
Shadows hide
A tempestuous
Disorganized parade

Of worrisome hydras
Out of my depth or aid

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