The tiny dots about the shorelines <br />paddles a penny bundle that bind; <br />it's delightful substance creeping to lay <br />and the bottom was wide like black clay. <br />The moving sinews wind a clasping <br />twirled sea-hair white caps blending; <br />As it flew above the line swirling <br />it's the beauty of the cloud relaxing. <br /> <br />Oh blank sensation catches the heart <br />forgetting all the borders as it flows in; <br />looking at a whitish omniscent view <br />to the last breathe it fairly show. <br /> <br />The tremulous coagulation deepened <br />within the lines of inclining hyacinth; <br />T'was as if a flow engraving within <br />while the flesh hilt to a hype while singing. <br />The craddling sinews wind a beaching <br />hurled sea-hair white caps splicing; <br />As it ran the roadside in swimming line, <br />it's perturbed beauty engraved a dime. <br /> <br />Oh blank sensation catches my eyes <br />As I see that beauty underneath the lies; <br />It catches worm beyond my fleshy reach <br />one by one it clutches as I had my pitch!<br /><br />Gil Gregorio<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blank-sensation/
