FROLICSOME
on sack and the young man's gambol, he is
ARDENT
in the pursuit of remembered love
LUSTFUL
for all the riches his purse cannot spend, hence
STELLAR
in imagination and greed, begetting that
TRYST
in the wild woods, wearing his withered horns
ANGER
rising on the rumble of deceit, when
FOREST
murmurs bring forth the Fairy Queen, unfolding, at last, such deep
FORGIVENESS:
An old man's gift
the quicksilver of love
as we chuckle at all human folly
Gar Jones: May 2017