AIN'T NO SUNSHINE

Moondance when there ain't no sunshine

with captive ideals fighting for freedom

Wearing shoes dragged by feet beat

from running barefoot through every season

Jumping with predictable anticipation

for ripe fruits that lie upon a raw vine

Swirling through the misty clear

Malignant shadows dodged with temper benign

Maturity suppresses not hedonistic youth

where order held in delightful disarray

finds companion in dancing alone

Partnering guilt in this moonlit soiree

Moondance, when there ain't no sunshine

on a monochrome palette coloured blue

inward whirling like a turkish dervish

Waning gibbous towards paradigm anew

- AN EXPERIMENT IN ANTITHESIS