Monday, April 24, 2017

On Patterned Ground

The rocks are richly ranged in round
Through looping layers lifting leaps
Of swirls that swell in swings and sweeps.

Are flying fairies' feathers found,
Their cries increasing? Credit creeps
Through looping layers lifting leaps
Of swirls that swell in swings and sweeps.

The grizzled graze on growing ground
And sheer the shining sharp as sheep's
Wool down the dank and darkling deep
The rocks are richly ranged in round
Through looping layers lifting leaps
Of swirls that swell in swings and sweeps.

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