Makes US Taste Poet Tree

White be white, onto white contrast
Black be black, upon black divergence
One frequency, onto the same frequency
Single pitch, upon the same pitch
Solitary smell, onto lone sense smell
A lone sensory “I”, shared common trait.

You, be I, as you, become US cloned
We follow ONE, who leads US alone
What you like, then I must like together
What I do, you must do, as obedient lamb
For We, be indentured, serving ONE LEADER
For I, as you, becoming we, have no difference.

White parchment onto eloquent black stains
Words spring characters contrasting emotions
Overcast Dark Ages, people could not read.
But when sounds change frequency and pitch
Humanity can hear music melody with harmony
Troubadours, who spread music’s magical tones.

Reign drops drip drop, fresh air flair - fragrances
Bouquet of fine wine aromas of exquisite sip taste
Pungent smell, when you step - into dog excrement
Or someone lets one rip  - burning every sense insane
Taste of Poet Tree be rooted to black on white Literature
Where closed minds, do not follow, but fallow open trails.

Dye poetic entrenchment, sows deep, furrows of livid enlightenment
Covered novel, poem covers, Bee sown, upon pages that churn rhyme
Open hearth womb paging poets, dew sprout thy lucid sense tenses
As Thy Poet Tree, barks for limbs to blossom buds, amidst floret flairs
Every sense of Too Bee our owned UniQue UniVerse - Concept Creation
Where the I between two eyes, ears knows the nose and mouth -
Makes US Taste Poet Tree

Makes US Taste Poet Tree

White be white
onto white contrast
Black be black
upon black divergence
One frequency
onto the same frequency
Single pitch
upon the same pitch
Solitary smell
onto lone sense smell
A lone sensory “I”
shared common trait.

You, be I
as you
become US cloned
We follow ONE
who leads US alone
What you like
then I must like together
What I do
you must do
as obedient lamb
For We
be indentured
serving ONE LEADER
For I, as you,
becoming we
have no difference.

White parchment
onto eloquent black stains
Words spring characters
contrasting emotions
Overcast Dark Ages
people could not read.
But when sounds change
frequency and pitch
Humanity can hear
music melody with harmony
Troubadours
who spread
music’s magical tones.

Reign drops
drip drop
fresh air flair -
fragrances
Bouquet of fine wine aromas
of exquisite sip taste
Pungent smell
when you step -
into dog excrement
Or someone lets one rip -
burning every sense insane
Taste of Poet Tree
be rooted to black on white Literature
Where closed minds
do not follow
but fallow open trails.

Dye poetic entrenchment
sows deep
furrows of livid enlightenment
Covered novel
poem covers
Bee sown
upon pages that churn rhyme
Open hearth womb paging poets
dew sprout thy lucid sense tenses
As Thy Poet Tree
barks for limbs to blossom buds
amidst floret flairs
Every sense of Too Bee
our owned UniQue UniVerse -
Concept Creation
Where the I
between two eyes, ears
knows the nose and mouth -
Makes US Taste Poet Tree