IF ITS REAL

I’d like to meet the bee in your bonnet

I’d like to greet the siren of your sonnet

Vision majestic you cause consternation

Vision majestic accuse of flirtation 

Hidden within a complex purse 

Hidden within a rhyming verse

Will I find you inside a maze or

Will I find a vanishing phrase

If she exists she must be grand

If she exists I’d take her hand

Dance all day on some distant shore

Dance all night and then dance some more

Walk a mile on a beach to watch the sunset

Walk a mile in the monsoon to get soaking wet

Wither the witch of this grim fairy tale 

Wither the witch in this Molotov cocktail

She lights a fuse then disappears 

She lights the lamp of future fears

Blue flamed will-o-the-wisp

Blue untamed cracking whip

Reveal yourself utopian sprite

Reveal yourself dreamers delight 

Why do you hide behind veiled walls of doubt

Why do you hide why don’t you come out

Resident in imaginary land

Resident creator of quicksand

You have the key to unlock

You have the answers to end cross talk

You hold the power to build or break

You hold the force to ruin or make 

Who do you emulate clue me do

Who do you imitate give me a view

Siren, pixie, dryad,sylph

Siren tricksy, naiad, nymph

Stirs a song, a sultry arietta

Stirs the pot of vicious vendetta

I hold no answers only appeal

I hold my peace until reveal

What mystery under conceal

What mystery if it’s real

- AN EXPERIMENT IN ANAPHORA