Question of discontent

By Nikki Quismondo

Your right, my friend, about existential discontent,
and I trust your wisdom from the far seas that breathe between us
those lemon flavors of the ocean bring us out again
to smell the divine mercy that our hearts give out
and it causes us to question certain essential ingredients
that the redwood has asked of us,
to speak the truth from a different angle,
with a camera and meter of each rhyme scheme
and a photo with a gray scale that opens up the daydreams
our existence flows out and is shared to the sea,
to the clouds,
to that cup of jasmine tea,
peace by peace
and just when we feel a little discontented, it retrieves
back into the artist's hands,
upon the designs of our palms, slightly more mature,
and that is the way of our artistry my friend
the path of a writer,
a dreamer
a flower, a tea leaf, a fish, a cloud, rain, and wind..