Epic Epiphanies
Eye write thy dye
Grave be torn sheets
plying time urn peace
tide worn RIP coverings
Plead poetry pleats
deep within -
cry out
spring sprouts
that cries forth
seeded cleats
pitch shot divots
pivots lost character
a lone word
cries out
whimper ring
Aloud Avail Wail
Whom am I
eye to eye
I nose senses
something epic in-between
amidst intuitive perception
seer insight be
cognitive temple lobes
Who could be that -
Too Bee
buzzing invisible
indelible translucence
To fro composts hurt here
Decomposes Love bare there
mediocrity mellow drama
ear yea to ear hears years
fade in side obtuse clarity
fade out side recluse obscurity
UniVerse inner trans fixations
Inert homily indent simplicity
BEE.
Revelations whether ripple
thy HeArt Beats death Nell
Bellwether dye
molded spore morrow
wilt thou follow
as be commanded
Nay in Birthright creed
In Deed one must lead
Never into dead ends
Whilst yea must levitate
taking insight Literary flight
Thy visionery poet epiphany flutters
spontaneous stellar soliloquys.
Skeletal chilled
to twill bone marrow
Hibernating living
petrified old
gravestone grandfather mantel
Edge epitaph etching sorrows
sandpaper smooth
Never TO BE
Naught TOO BEE
But thy birth certificate
Onto thee death certificate
Nothing BE
BEE BEtween
No epic poet emancipation
No notable noteworthy achievements
No I cannot do this -
lifetime full time procrastinations
But WAIT
Dew Eye to Eye -
see eyes dew sparkling
Dost thy ear to ear
Hear Wry HeArt Beats
reciting spry aloud
your own owned
Epic Epiphanies.
HeArtMosphere Poet
Ron