Transmutation

In the face of grim graveness
Babbling buddha Airhead fawns
Transmuting into
La la la happy fairy witch
A golden creature bathed in blinding light
Aside a
Fuzzy bunny familiar
Invokes a voile veil
Gossamer gauze of firmament
Strewn with
Flimsy fragrant garlands

9 thoughts on “Transmutation

  1. I find the image demands my attention, the poem equally so in which elements seem to speak to me of the crisis we are in. So engaging, mysterious, Robert.

Leave a comment