Pulsating
Hypnotizing
Rage
Dancing damson embers
To the hollow core
Suffering change
Strawberries, raspberries,
Crushed
In barbed wire
A world of bliss,
Torn by a volley of comets
Strike and seize
The vine
Divine wine
Crimson stain
Wounded and healed
The undying tide
Radiant incision
Cast aside in driftwood grace.
Life From A Park Bench 
there is an interesitng dance in your words…and progression as well…
our world changes fast…our foundation is what will see us through
This is really evocative, Alan. Strawberries & raspberries crushed in barbed wire is quite an image.
Wow–I love “the undying tide”. His crimson radiance does cover us 24/7, and I’m so grateful. God bless you.
The crushed berries is so unsettling with the barbed wire.. but the brilliant contrasts are so strong..