Eccentricity

By megaprime81

A near match
In the sun-baked sky
Which is a rarity
And a reality

Fatal fetal feet
Run circles on the ground
Fugitive called Justice
Seeks no more apathy
As the rain starts to fall

Sequence of events
Captured in black and white
Eccentric palpitations
Long to earn the right

Torpedos at bay
Indiscriminate cargo
Dancing in the stars
As does the halo
Of the angel

Waking up and dancing
In Bermuda's only sun
As dancequakes build in formation
We all exist for fun

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Published on Wednesday, March 19, 2014. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Don't ask me what this means, for I have no idea. I just thought it sounded pretty good while writing it.

Comments on "Eccentricity"

On Monday, March 24, 2014, blue angel (866) wrote:

this poem so reminds me of Jack_ Whites poems.. she has a wild imagination too, that jumps around from one realm to the next.. interesting write. :)
On Monday, March 24, 2014, megaprime81 (740) wrote:

Thank you.
On Wednesday, March 19, 2014, Bashost (23) wrote:

Wow... I'm lovin this. This is the kind of poetry I like. Count me as a fan. Now to check out your other stuff. Thanks for posting.
On Thursday, March 20, 2014, megaprime81 (740) wrote:

Thank you; I appreciate your support. :-)
On Wednesday, March 19, 2014, Spiritus_Frumenti (340) wrote:

playful and thoughtful....
On Thursday, March 20, 2014, megaprime81 (740) wrote:

I appreciate your comment. Thank you.