Slight
strip of
crescent moon
smiling down at
idiosyncrasies of
life and artificial
glass lights illuminating
silicon villages, thinking
if the blindfolds of ebony clouds
more blinding or lust of electronic bliss.
The poetry form, Etheree, consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables
Beautiful.
wonder-ful
Beautiful play of words. Enjoyed reading it.
kyaa baattt kyaa baaatt 😀