Magical Mirror Intra Vision
Root thy inter spec dialog intersection,
Intra version core conversion composition.
Dye questions, thy self-creative conversion,
Adrift ink stained heartbeat poet correlations.
Dew brush stroke thee amid novel pages of time.
What words will justify, thy unique journey?
What purpose serves, thy UniVerse voyage?
Within far reaches, in expanding one’s mind.
Can one attain attuned enlightenment quark
Sparks writing cracks, evolving rotating rhyme.
Reverse becomes reflection, right left centered.
Where is the center line alignment equivalence?
That tilt precise precision, to paint poet portraits
Right-side to right-side canvas exact eyesight
That others see upon approaching dye Poet Tree.
To reverse writing prescriptions, needing mirrors
One looks in to see left to right core depositions,
From a negative, we attain a positive print frame.
Reverse negativity and one gains the mirror fame,
In questioning rejection, then to attaining assertion.
Four walls squeezed inside tight the but, of what if –
What if one, wandered out to musical meadow melodies?
Amid sensual harmonic harmony in meditative tranquility,
Where Mother Nature hugs hypnotic Poet promenades
With the soles tip toeing amongst daisy dew butterflies.
Trump effect adrift words, all a twitter thee dumb,
Attacks one’s credibility amid put down dire doses.
One has to be plumb wrinkled, inside prune pitfalls.
Where a center sphere needs, rays going every where.
Oh closed door do open thy life and smell wild wildflowers.
Abound the world, around Conservative self-destruction
Wherein lambs must follow, “The One And Only One.”
For there is, No other One, in Party of One Despondence.
To follow, To Be Followers, To never attain any reverence.
One sits alone, contemplating nothing, deep in nothing.
Why matter? Swirls awash, a world of tyrannical leadership,
Sinking humanity in compliant clone, Wall zombie containers.
Wherein nothing inside, finds this void, devoid empty space.
I am nothing, we be nothing, and attain nothing less - for ever
And more distraught among the tidal rip tides flooding within.
Oh, dew fly poet, free spirited alight elation levitating lifeforces.
Do find thy rhyme rhythmic pulse, dew dance line’s wildflower verse.
Do naught be trumped, but BE a Bee pollenating poetic word whorls.
Please spring up Poet, amidst skinny dipping doses amid sense tenses,
Where seeds, take root to sprout stems, breaking out in blooming verse.
Leave me with enlightened breezes, with Literary wings, alight Freedom.
Compost this pyre soul, to arise in thee, Phoenix Poetry, adrift Poetic Liberties.
Guardian tower the fortitude battlement entrenched in civilian Constitution.
Sentinel wordsmiths, ply thy words, as swords with pen prick penmanship
Wherein paper cut Democracy stands it ground as Defenders of Liberty.
Oh Poet, I wish I could be, sparkling bright, with all my might,
To dart about, to and fro, as a Poet Butterfly spreading wings,
Alight light breezes, prancing proud, amongst fresh flair bounds,
Where the honey elixir ambrosia, tastes the lisp of Poet Trees
Twirling amongst leaves blossoming forth explicit elocution.
Magic dew cast special spells amid tra la la, tra la la, dee dum,
I wish I may, I wish I might, write midnight magical moonbeams,
Across the UniVerse, beyond these closet container, reclusive walls.
Let me sail silken silence, baring ripples, amid tickle tongue sensations.
Where every mystical syllable is, this desert ambrosial food for thought.
When does one start to open invisible impoverished imprisonment?
Does Free Verse die amid feudal serf strangulating in that “Alone Nothing.”
Feeling doubt seeps into skeletal bone marrow of tomorrow’s “Nothing.”
The Be Nothing, Naught To Be Relevant just a right justified pawn of time.
Playing this game, where Conservative trump card bullies - Builds “WALLS.”
And a Poet needs balls,
in bold word erections
Defending OUR
Free Speech Press.
Home of the American Artmosphere Poet
Love ya!
Jane
But I was drawn to your countenance patriotically displayed on the $100 US currency. Probably better than being on the cover of the Rolling Stone.
Ron