A NATURE'S TRIPS.PART 4

into islands of sunbaked stones,worn down in the ocean's floor of submerged salt kisses or fondle of the golden pearls,beneath an ounce of gold.Where autumn wind chases farthest plunged ashore and a thousand chastes weary grimaces,of a thousand scattered sappling seeds.To refrain the bliss that the world is your oysters,with bubbling music at morn and midnight,wine and dine at the lovers'nest.At daylight and moonlight,the world holds your oysters without limit.Why the slids on frivolous shoes to dance farthest on frivolous sands?The river blossoms heavily in moon spilling nights and dark furrows on sadder but witless wights.Migratory birds,borderless wolves and windless falcons by fitful falls of dead rains.Stalked ire of sight ill-fitting skins,tenderfoot daisy wheel slipshods.Of the latter math puzzles,with the cattails,groveling subsided longing persists.A moonshine on snowbank clockwise and anticlockwise,warpath day dreamers.A fishhook in the sheeskin of the underfoot animals.Time spacewalk burrowing