Deprive me not my idioms,
and capture to aspire
a juncture alongside them.

photographic images
captured
of astral heaven,
rabid tides, and
submerging benevolence  
in the sand.

twilight
and
dreamscapes

placed in parallel...

crashing tides

a still moment dances by

water color laments from
my eyes

there is no poetry
living in affliction

vacancy: a means to
take in the lam

yet every lament diving in
my palms
conquered

lightly held inside your grasp

affliction in your soul
a very sad spectacal....

still life
in the sand.

© S.T. Rebel of Eden