Friday 5 this week prompt: vagile, plural, formation, willow, crepuscular
peering through
unhindered by the invisible
the glass mask
sees another world
in vagile formation
the shoal of fish
shimmer and shine
plural patterns translate
in the crepuscular light
hiding from fear
out in the open
escaping the predator
who seeks to devour
hours later
up from the bottom
my head aches
from visions of
another world
grabbing a packet of willow dust
mixing with water
my head is soon soothed
from it’s inquietude
Piece of Pie ala Mode 
That was beautiful.”my head is soon soothed
from it’s inquietude” is definitely my fav. Thank you for sharing.
I love this. I wish I could take some of that willow dust because I have a splitting headache from this flu/ cold I am trying to get. And, I am going to have to step up my poems because you are making me look bad. Keep up the good work.
Have a nice night.
Oh goodness this is just beautiful! Every word feels so right.