1) I have tried hairlessness the way it takes from my profile those silver edges. Mammalian softness. 2) The bannered dog sells beauty like shampoo his coat in glorious shuffle Galahs in fearful flight. 3) I walk in the race of cloud shadows wind like falling card houses. Frantic ant highways. I watch my feet. 4) A man in high vis among the detritus of his job sips from a can. His bulldozer ticks and the forest holds its breath. 5) We ride this oblate spheroid round dark matter’s orbital tracks - circles like zeros. But oh that we sang as one.
Written for Bjorn’s dVerse prompt: Write a Cadralor
Bjorn explains that a Cadralor is a poem in 5 apparently unrelated stanzas. Each stanza should be an image like a photograph. The final stanza should unify the poem as a love song – ie; it should identify what you are yearning for.