on untried wings
part bird part leaf
poet’s fribblings.
ponderous bright
downy tassels
plumped with light
peridot-hued
velvet bedight
daring the poet
to enword and indite.
Prickled by grass
empty of thought
a tabula rasa
vacant lot
the supine poet
seeker and sought
yearning skyward
fancies naught
passive, inert
with wordlessness fraught,
the muse in the clouds
acedia besot.