surprise, free

a candle lights without a spark
dealing blows against the dark

when the rhyme is onto logic
nomen creature's demagogic 

bringing airy mist aloft
cloudbrush fairies become soft

on the edge a siren street
crafty hedges hide the beach

where the waves are whisper-tight
lofting caps are doffed to light

greeted by the joy of yellow
flowers purple mythic bellow

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