A SONNET FOR BEYOND THE CLOUDS

Shapeless droplets that intertwine
With colorful pours of cigarette smoke;
As celestial thoughts/galactic hopes, cloak
The weeping figures of the mind

Vanishing bodies finding space in time –
Through the noisy sights, ideas awoke
From the depthless seas of figures soaked
Drunken. Demystified. Bloodied. Sublime.

Obstructed eyes swollen from non-reality
Pupils shifting in a calm, crimson void,
Whilst tears stream for the nebular dreams unheard

Swam swarms in fog, vapor, and incapacity –
Grasping mist. Anguishing in overjoyed
appearances altered amidst innards stirred.

-Joanna Finella
June 26th 2011.