A Forgotten Sketch

offshore fisherman goes it's still so sore there when veiled angel soars? offbeat papyrus leaf so glossy and so fluff whom muted monks shout at? off tune plucks lyre soft and swift where spirits adrift? lend me twinkle star I will glitter your tears O vagabond of glamor! lay your soul on body armor lend me sparkle moon I will dazzle your wound O spoiled soldier! throw the cover lend me a slice of prize I will harmonize your daze O afraid poet! dance a word (dedicated to a great poet at poemhunter, Leslie Alexis)