Anchor Points

Aloha Poets,
Anchor points of a bird, a buoy, and a boat inspire today's poem. Enjoy!

Precarious Pochahontas Forest

As a catalyst goes so do cats listing slow to create it
Beauty so handy offers its candy in ways to rate it
Silent few select sides for scorching fallow field
Pochahontas forest in time driven rains fate sealed

To feel or see in your heart's own country carries you
Talking music to ears of corn and blues marries anew
Slips to a new tone as blanks of cold try to stand
Blankets hold together the cold with offers at hand

To carry the torch with its mighty forge and all pristine
Seems to know the ghosts in bands of haze past Sistine
Worlds call the distance to further persistence unintended
Each danger placed near a dagger of bones once defended

Lines go dead as nothing remains to be fed you see a deadline
What once looked general now ephemeral in inks of red line
All the things you know to hold your boat in tow and structures
Beyond conservative the song derivative outlasts the hucksters

Go out to find leadership from the blind in trees of reduction
To reach beyond a snippet and a song winds possible suction
Eagerness of a public defender of subject the sleepy tender
Feeds the fall as if it feeds all then makes another surrender

Massive rock remnants of previous tenants go beyond the shore
The dark feel can wait and try to abate but journey enters the fore
Now massive word remnants are the new tenants to feed the system
Flash lights of Pochahontas welcome to finally step forward in rhythm