Nostalgia Teared Laughter

Nostalgia teared laughter

Crept in, windingly with

Each step on new turns

Knowing not why

Cherryblood stark

Redden oak leaf

Poisoned and circleflanked

With raystruck goldgreens

Should mark entry

Upon sinewed paths

Recalling sweet, dull

Scents reaching back

From morning, childhood

Nor dingy pathshade

Fighting uphill

Would shoulder

Wetsanded halfsleeping mirth

Of mother’s beach

Sunwarmth playing

Hide-and-seek

Twirling ‘round ferns’

Cool respite

Onward, footflown

By angelwings tendril’d

With mnemonic pleasantries

Or, merely dreams?

Buoyant, uplifting

An afternoon

Into timefree edgelessness

Achingly bordering

Sensorial Flowovering

Ripened burstingly blind

Shiveredwhisps sent

Through every limbtip

No start

Nor finish

All eternal

Ageless

Now