Treasure Island

Floy Dy (Floyd) Ra (Floydson)


All nights reserved


When somebody mopes
and a gale is blowing
clouds forming symbols
teaching their sisters
to find out where the wind blows

Birds in the ascendant
have been on a tear
watching the temperature
decreasing
and the rising moon
calling from rear

At full moon the stage
is entered and reserved
while he stage a play
and emotions pray

When Night is Falling
he makes good as he is
a moving performance
all nights reserved seats.

Submitted: Friday, September 20, 2013
Edited: Saturday, September 21, 2013
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