one blue morn’

when the raven flew over the

cookoo’s nest

the poet had found his own nest

for an emotional wellbeing

where his mind could float

between famous poets in a

continual dialogue/ and with

stories told by his muse –

who happen to have a golden


who’ll react to accompany him

on his road to self-realization

most important to him –

that’ll reflect upon his muse m/

mm/mmon/ his mind expansion

into a world just recently created:

world mozo.ozom –

as the crow flies above a turquoise


that borrowed its shine from

planet uranus

uranus.sunaru/ the poet & his artistic


followed by their shadows

the way they render their drawings.


zjg poetry’21.

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