Member Poem

A soul in flight soars above,
the grimy mist only to be swallowed,
by audacious moonlight droplets,
heart, mind and artery skid seamlessly,
across a canvass wet and damp,
soaking up the wild mildew spot flood,
chair yoga skeletal figure,
quaking in midair,
much to the chagrin,
of startled night owls,
and like a butterfly,
or baby moth swept up,
by prowling gusts,
rainbow in my psyche drifts,
across the neon light streets,
blood red flash alert,
like a small hours traffic signal vaulter,
ghostly shriek from
rendezvous of past enchantment,
bony elbows echo at the edge,
neck craning memoirs a distorted mirror,
coquettish half-light foghorn on mute