Ivory vellum
paper's blank sheets by fine nibs -
the next epistle.

At the town fountain,
night sky canvas on water -
I take draughts of moon.

Icy pond at night -
going ice-skating on a
galaxy of stars.

My life imprisoned
in the mesh of notes' cascades,
timeless dimension.

On the broad stretches
of light, freshness and colour -
lemons laugh with joy.

Flowery fields in
the distance - motley patches
spread out in the sun.

My naked feelings
vulnerable as thin leaves -
flags torn by the wind.