Avant-Edge: Sam's Challenge

Sam inspired us to attempt a poem in the style of  (e.e. cummings).   Do I dare attempt this challenge?  Sure, why not...Thanks Sam, for pushing me towards the Edge!~

S#7

a clothesline of stars blankets 

b

l

a

c

k

 be

r

r

                                                                        ( sk )Y

(b)raille Soaked rooTs  tAngled in moleculaR light

w

a

i

t

(ing)

gray garden's seeds

fall like feathers

tossed

in third eye's: d

                    r

                   e

                   a

                  m

                  

wIshing

 cosmic fingerprints

wake

my (muse)

to wit

n

e

s

petroglyphs                

as

4)winds

change

wheel of fortune

spins

)internal( tick tock)

12,000 windows

o

pen

concentric

ripple(s)

catch silver tears.