Day 55

Descending light

As a horizon rises

An old one sinks ever slowly

Approaching the unending

Doom; Catastrophe

Around the corner

Sits for a fire emblem

In the darkness.

Day 54

Nasty plots

Flood the head

As confusion

Varies in the middle

Accursed knowledge

Destroys the ignorance of sight

Blessed be the blind.

Day 53

A new day rising

As Venus hovers

Just by the moon

Ushering the sun in

For a day that is new

And never to be

Again.

Day 52

Unending circle

Spinning around

And around

Trapped by the pen

Ending only where

The eye perceives.

Day 51

Tiring restlessness

Falling into a circle of-

Of deceiving trickery

As those who are not

Whom they are

Take a rest

To take upon there roles

Once more in the evening.

Day 50

Release into freedom's call

As happiness fulls the air

And darkness is broken

By lights and shapes

From amongst the shadows

As darkness' shapes

Form in shape of spotlights

As the crowd goes wild

Over a good laugh

Day 49

Sorting order

Through darkness and lights

No one is out there

For good reason

Our cage is not yet open

The time for release-

For freedom:

Is soon.