THUMB TRACKS

Welcome to my forest inquisitive you

Keystrokes sweet as the morning dew

Transform here into vibrant hue

When One and Zero become Two

The air is scented with scattered herbs

Minted Sage between nouns and verbs

Splashing in rivers flowing towards

A waterfall of rhyming words

Brush your hand over Dahlia and Daffodils

Reaching out to tickle and thrill

Keeping you warm from the winter chill

Feeding you till you’ve had your fill

Fly above through misty clouds

over Lands undiscovered not yet found

Revel in rhyme and laugh out loud

Escaping the humdrum of the crowd

This our space, our dots and dashes

Faraway from ego clashes

Filled with raindrops and gentle splashes

Coalescing between binary flashes

Here we are, with nowhere to run

Immobile, all thumbs, what fun

Castaways on a journey begun

On virtual tracks after the setting sun