Find Us Dancing

Fell out mostly intact,

Find Us Dancing

By Tyler Lucas Mobley

Mind wanders off leash 

spouting faithful skyward, 

to fall as unwitting heaven.

A shared message spreads 

wings, our moment soars

sunshine escapes through 

our eyes in endless horizon. 

Listening for the old town

bell, pitched from liferaft 

ocean welcomes my drift. 

An all supposing endeavor 

toe test jacuzzi everywhere 

there’s calm in the bear cage.

Always on your shoulder

though you never asked 

why, summons received by 

the approaching storm 

anchored by above’s below. 

Harbored hearts sway to

rolling thunder, on a bridge 

over water life passes by,

butterfly sermon finds 

your ear, river impressions 

say more than words dare.

Living in those crosshairs 

reclined satisfaction of one

who smiles at ceilings, 

as a world unto known.  

Dressed For Holiday

There comes a time, and even then we can’t say for certain.

Dressed for Holiday

By Tyler Lucas Mobley

Jettison my darling, find this common wake,

throwback pairs of defining lights, smirking

sky bounds unrequited, dressed for holiday. 

Chariots of exacting grace fiddle across our

pendulum planet. Veiled modalities pierced by 

opposing ends, cogent leaps of boomeranged 

expressions surface over pent up millenia. 

Sojourned doubt dances over the void, the 

grand swath of limerick contusions, embodied

with gallant strides through our one true vein.