VII
playfully lost
on distant shores
no fee no cost
no worrying for whats in store
no woeful loss
or stories of a damaged core
damaging all with it exhaust
no matter the color
whatever the fee
damages of valor
change of faithful symmetry
VIII
hallows eve again ventures none
seeking cleansed feelings and beings
never and nothing come
surface, revealing seeming
ideas might, some
careen into things unseen, unsung
IX
not really sure
seems just a haze
lost in distances cure
not just a faze(, if not it crazed)
activity or trade
more travesty in stead.
