Grey Parade Day
Disguised in sparkling perception,
A silk dress façade, aghast residing in exception.
An island of extreme,
Pursed lips of beauty caress, in pursuit and empty.
Alone a haven, a heavenly design of distraction,
Light fractal focus scattered in wide open expanse.
A sea shore magnificence, charred in natural erosion.
A symposium of lush peacock grandeur, an expected procession.
Glorious abundance embraced in tension
True plans, laid in reaction.
Fear bred, strict protection.
Chained to exacting critical pleading
Seemingly meritorious found and exacting,
Juxtapose a position.
Flounder found on waters’ edge.
Smooth and luscious excited revision,
Planted in devised, organic suppression.
Giant breaking waves promote falling fancy
Dream of freedom a far from neat idea
Built upon intuitive fear
Chequered life competing in sweat shop style decisions
A flee in the ear, a high street interstellar hard drive
Stop the wind
Copyright Patrick Turner-Lee