Excogitate a rainbow,
The piebald mind breaks into,
A woolgathering without rains,
On furlough during emphasis,
Precipitation and tedium.
A breakthrough in a belfry,
Is not a quantum of peerless words.
A sockdolager of a man’s oeuvre,
Is also a renaissance of mirages.
Scant advertency makes him think.
Cessation is a penumbra of the foofaraw.
The patina of sandalwood is a souvenir.
It saunters like flashbacks.
The end crowns an actor,
Often better than the threshold,
Transcendence silently emblazons.