Crowd Control Cloud

This morning’s scrutiny: air quality
alert, a mess of haze fiend polity
archon-produced to wipe out insights’ cache
with patterns of deceit absurd and brash

the product of greed in a headlong rush
to crush creativity, hush and shush
imagination-fed reality.
No contest. The birds and trees and I free

our songs, tuning a different world, we sing
sovereignty. Hypnotic screens’ stealthy sting
is just a dream. We are awake. The sun
beams through the man-made clouds, long-lost loved one.

Inspired by: Insight, Patterns, Scrutiny and the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt product/produce.

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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