Every Thought Everyday

Childhood Dragonfly by C. Lombai Heart beats while I move slowly On grass rainbow wings still free A blue dragonfly 🌳🌞✒️

Looking Up Clear by C. Lombai There, is a painting of blues and whites. Set your eyes high, put it in your sight. The warm, blinding sun should shine its light. The cool, soothing breeze blows from this height. Such beauty! A while ago. Again. Birds flying over are not a stain To this wonder, changing with the wind. They pause to look, from work, they rescind. While I float in the river I see, Relaxed, and squinting: "What a beauty!" I find it also in my country, Beauty you'll find right in Italy.

O Creature! by C. Lombai We were bestfriends before the rift, that time you peed. I locked you inside a room, you innocent breed. You never stopped asking for your most basic needs. Had I not cajoled, you'd have run with vicious speed. In the midst of the black night, wails and wails of pain. Deaf with music, if you bang on the door, what gain? Debased by cruelty, your innocence remains? I avert my eyes! Ignorance I cannot feign. O creature, under wrath's behest, what did I do? Effluvium--beside the door I smell it too. The acid sweat, and the incessant cries from you. My heart trembles. Weak. But my eyes are dry for you. An angel from the skies became him who unlocked The door of hell because heaven for you was blocked. Before you fled, you looked back, inhuman figure. Why did the color of your eyes change, O creature? Not a chance you feared me, the way you looked at me; In that window, visible were your two red eyes. Unlike you I'd rather forget like it's all lies. I...

Right Rotation by C. Lombai Scowling, across the bright, moving screen, Involuntary twitch--pleasure green, You should be on top, there you I've seen. Four sides on a square; where have you been? You're smile will change. Right, you're beautiful. Lost goals and desires--dutiful? Can't understand; subs, unhelpful. Flower? Down, roots; up, petals artful. When you rotate, do you distort too? A flash of light and a pose will do. You capture subjects like in a zoo. Nature's upside-down; web, spider's poo. At home on your phone in the background. Vulcan shows you he's always around. Right, I love you, do I stutter proud? If I stutter, I should not be loud. Emoji, too, has one of its own. Top, the sad lips; down, the eyes are shown. On your behest, while I'm on my throne. When I go down, you serve me, I groan. There's no right rotation, now I know. Even when he's in the square, the foe? The natural way is gravity. Easy gestures, words; unhindered, free....