Seclusion mines connections even as it minds comfort—

Leaving apartment tasks as little more than some tut-work

And guiding glows a diminished version of Sun’s support—

When the soul desperately needs live, open, tuned rapport. ; )

Gulls, as shoreline quests, may be seen as most beachy keen, but area’s aves of an amenable alterity accommodate coastal community—both as well and, arguably, more brilliantly—by bobbing for buried bling rather than for bathers’ baskets. ; )

If every happened moment were a drop

Until bimillenary called a stop,

Would I only, then, matter as a plop—

Or could I hold value below the top? ; )

Regarding that which is for the dogs, Lucky leaps for pats and treats, but this canine crapehanger collapses for naps of defeats. ; )

For these duckies, regarding frenzies for foodstuffs, the law of the tongue fits their bills quite well, albeit, for them, Eden Aussies are pleading posses, whales are kales, and mouth muscles are sprouts Brussels. ; )