GEOPIETY

The Flood

From the abyss, the upper drift becomes
     Cornflower blue—God's opaque flavored

Where the soul swims consciousness
     Depth flood common thought of one

          Hue lit blood run or drowned fear?

Where the feminine frees sensory life
Relief brings the air, a stubborn breath

From the sun, the lower strays becomes
     A sketched shadows entry wave

          Hue lit blood run or drowned fear?

The sight of one perceived as fluid
The sweat unfelt becomes overwhelm

   The rays stung the fleet into shadow
   The tides drone the rays into marrow

          Hue lit blood run or drowned fear?

                      The left leafs view is drilled fossil fuel
                   The right reefs view is diesel holding

                      Perhaps     it     best     to     be     a     friend     of     sand
               And     a     zillion     grounds     of     observant     or     expression