Innocent Nocturne Poem by Kevin Patrick

Sailing through gumdrops and aniseed twisters down tangerine Streams
The Buttercups cheerfully wave by the shores dripping citrine smiles
as gingerbread men in truffle skin caps chase us away to caramel skies
Pleasantly threatening us with pitchforks made of liquorice churros
The crystalline coxswain calls “starboard” to the crew of blue Lilliputian botsun
Who counted the minnows with fins made of emeralds passing the sky metallic azure
And the astrolabes pointed to diamond horizons where our dreams will arrive
But who needs a dream when our sails always beam with wind full of whip cream
As Dicots in makeup in June start to break out In synchronized sequence
And Zebras encrusted with coral striped harps played the full rights of spring
And my mind is alight with a thousand June bugs that scatter in zoetrope arrays
Floating in vapour of ambiance and maple in Dutch delight
Standing on the main deck as the vibrant sun caresses my skin with an Innocent Nocturne
Of butterflies and belief as we sail on towards tomorrow