Book of Creation 2
Diving head first into the illusionary,
eye spying the extraordinary,
fruitfully flowered prairie,
dreamily dazzled dew petaled through.
Excitedly drippy dipping the pen once more to
feel fanciful calligraphy swirl, dot, cross, curl and underscore.
My heart leaps from it's protective little cage and dances
freely across the page.
Like a gossamer winged fairy
dauntlessly dunking dainty toes
in the bright silvery estuary.