Separation Poem by Jake Deeds

Like fine spun gossamer in single file
It caught the air for seconds while
And hesitated in its' creep...
Before it plunged the depths true deep

The circles circled far and wide
On emerald waves and turbulent tide
Dopamine induced systolic
From deep bends arch parabolic

Colors hue in golden green lit
And lateral lines largely legit
Flung to the sky in ackward dance
Plucked from the ink of an Austen romance

One last surge from a tachy heart
Becomes oil on canvas and forgotten art
"Best laid plans do oft unravel"
Under the weight of Newtons' gavel ~ <><