floating in a thick black sea
was the night's first star
A battle is fought
kicking, tumbling, grappling
and the chick hatches
the tree of rubies
blood red in the blazing sun
was a cherry tree
the sweet melody
of the small featherd angels
has coaxed the sun up
like a small green log
resting on a lush green leaf
a tomato worm
when the rain is gone
just shimmering paths remain
the sign of the snail
the small vampire
feasting on warm thick red blood
is known as a flea
