In Daydreams Serene

in soporific sentience settling
i sit, soaking up the stoical stillness
tis the paragon of peaceful ponderance
where tranquility trumps trepidation
as velvet pistils on parchment availed
of subdued splendored prose of ambrosia
gone are the ghosts of vespertine void
as visions spurred by dawn’s embrace assuage
the looming days of yore up yonder
have vanished amid the sun kissed blare
but dare not stare into the bladed onset
in present context, let us resonate in harmony
awash in one another’s solace
in daydreams serene

Author: Max Meunier

Feminist. Ailurophile. Musician. Poet. Human.

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