FORLADANSTAMARIA
Rio's Sonnet Proclivity for fantasy finds respite inside the moment; Psychotic fiords between time present and time past; Whiff of ageless youth 'pon ages' sharp acoutrement That cannot be rendered from the severing of the last; That if moment upon moment builds a pristine mound of ages, A most adamantine rock proclaims the years That through fantasies of earth - Aye, we might just see the bed we dream on In the death of all our unbeknowing fears. What scabbard Orion holds, and what need have He to use it When sharp rendering of distance concentric spheres proclaim What animating life from the deepest earth infuse it From the darkest pools of unrequieted aim; Through the seeing glass 'pon earthen wall of Sirius devotion, There a lance is culled from mounds inside the sky Through mammary clouds obscure a falling draught of magic potion of emotion There the Woman and the Man (galactic) drink a cup of star-wrought knowledge or their own quixotic Soul they would defy.
