Pollox

I weave webbed staffs of consonance

Cuando Cross blossom continents

And his thoughts fall like words

Birds, geese, swallows follow

His eminence

The intelligent, telling it with consonants geminant

Geminize, divide, allies assign, socket, set sight to gem in eyes.

Gem in it innately innovate and innervate with embellishment

Pollox frolics as bellicose Dalek summon compelling trolls

Doll legs drumming from hellish holes, don't bother selling those buzzers

now, you're stellar but even stars fall from the Uppers

Rolling on rubber, rudder of blubber and flubber

As I mollify, thinking I could see it all if I

turned common crimes to knotted ties

dotted eyes, crosswards tees

Slotted sitting cross from me

The wattage tottered odd'ly

Bottled lightning, throttling

As copper wires rattle, straddled pins of cotter clink

Twin charges burrow borrowed electrons

Errant knights and errored nights

My mind mired in mirrored flight

that pallid sallow willow wisp eerie light

Rolled like casters,

Shadows as immobile as moss

Filling trillions of thoughts

Troughs, crest falling, rolling tides

Valhalla coughed, rolling thunder cried

As the gem did shine, through his swollen shut third eye

Alexandria

To all the ships that sailed past

with undropped anchor and unfurled masts

I harbor no resentment,

Left out of listed ports of mention

to where you went and made your mooring

What's done is done, I think I’ll call it mourning

As the captain's cabin door swings

Era, shut but let us not forget more things

Alexandria began poring over sword swings

Tears pouring as ropes free from mast halves and half knots,

No warning from lighthouse, she has not

She sighed wary, sans library, I rarely

find solace in fine ferry, vicariously I bury

my mind's expanse in the starboard starburst

Harbor waters have far from garnered praise

Lateen sails acutely angled away in autumn haze

Common days were those when once I beamed at trireme

I seen as a gem, Iris sapphire-ish

Lighthouse never dim then, papyrus, enlightened and brightened

Yes, mind free to fly like an Ibis

as it flanks banks and gives thanks to aqueous kindness

Even through the glorious revolutions of steamworks

Artificial light teeming, true enlightenment meager

Once gleaming with teamwork, like canoptic vessels

images of Egypt's Golden Age resonate reverb

entrance optic trestles, from past to present

Waxing nostalgic, I, Alexandria, harbor no resentment