Imagination's jewel

...Imagination’s jewel emerges seizing

my imagination—brainwaves of waterwaves

turquoise upon indigo, aqua upon seamills of my mind, mindstroke

seastroke… to the glittering saintencrusted piazzas

 

 

breaststroke… reststroke. plunge and risebreathe.

lungsburst, heartfelt

home, the Republic’s pureform—where nothing is—

until I find lions and ocelots in mosaics

and in fretworks worrynots of pink palaces and mahogany violins...

 

[from Mothersea eep©]

 

~ a touch of my texture; a touch of Topaz ~

 

Venezia, approaching Piazza San Marco, Venice, Italy

 

Done