Frantic , kinetic physicality for naught ..
Held within irrational ******* ... A drop of water trapped on a spoon ..
Candle light cupped within hands , fruit flies in **** jars , an open cell door to the outside prison .. Symbols committed to paper , hurtful words wander the brains topography , parables of the lost and forgotten .. Matter compressed into hardened steel , thought to action ..

Carpenter bees are 'playing tag' in the yard ..
A mating pair of Bluebirds witness the festivities from the 'Old Farm bell'
rocker arm . Artistic Sun throwing shadows and lighting up grassy avenues , melding white and gray pillows , turning pasture from nutmeg brown to canary yellow . Raptors seem to lolly-gag forever , committed to the Spring breeze , soaring skyward , taking my imagination higher and higher .. Spiderling's are ballooning across the plain , exploring their new world , carried via warm air current , natures electricity growing in every circuit , spreading the desire of the new day through every leaf vein , downstream from every spring , brook , creek and raging river to the mouth of the Atlantic blue on this glorious Georgia afternoon !