Weeping the garden lamp flooding all the moorings now a deluge of memories rush in.
Orb under the canopy sobbing to the late winds
Floating lantern Smoldering to a portal mouth; One eye of a weeping dragon
Mist-capped reminder of all gifts unrecognized, clenched fist of fate, drooping fruit of the tree of life.
An art-poem, meant as a poetic equivalent of abstract expressionist art.
Cinquain, couplet, tercet and a quatrain - 4 stanzas with different moods, reflecting on the same visual - that of the garden lamp late in the night, in the rainy season. Will use more of this in my experimental work.