Poetry

Bounty 
of landfall. 
I am collecting your berries. 
 
The castle 
has connived with the moat 
to end an era. 
 
The first step 
ends the journey. 
An avatar has accepted the bribe. 
 
Gather the tents 
and return the sky. 
My morale is sinking very low. 
 
The dream 
will wash the eyes 
to read the book again.