brashly striding into the foresight,
notes lilt on the breeze
lean onto staffs for strength
as times gone by are obscured
by forward-stretching glow of a lantern.
phases are unnaturally discerned,
playfully stepping to plumb emotions;
scaling back into the claret
for a rest ‘fore pitching sharply.
little anchors the vision
of the weary wandering into fugue.