Wishing Well in 1963

Time bark ward
rings aloud -
Young sigh
Fountain of youth
deep well drain wish
I wish
I could be
being past tense
I wish
I would be
being present sense
I wish
I should
has been
trifle terse,
Be come
reincarnated future
dew echo sentences

Young Camelot
Tallmadge Nottingham Knight
Wish I may
Words
wish I might
World Dreamer
Write The Circle
in make believe
bard dreams
Vibrate The Center
Too Bee Poet Tree Beats
Navigate The Compass
enveloping words-worth
The Spokes
evolving, revolving
rhymes Literature.

But alas
dye stained
pauper pawn poet
hibernates a glass tear
Quicksilver weighted down
imprint impression
fang pains fear
Knot to be
naught too bee
petrified would
could
should H-ear
Torn asunder woe wrought
Word rip tides -
drowning thy World
The Circle
The Center
The Compass
The Spokes -
be broken.

1963 “I Have A Dream”
prays
“May The Circle Be Unbroken”
While The Center
in “God Bless America”
plays
“Amazing Grace”
The Compass
playing “Halleluiah,”
amid
“The Star Spangled Banner”
Wherein The Spokes
Words declare
Our Declaration of Independence

Words-Wise ~
World-Wide\~
Circle-Center ~
Compass-Spokes
~~
Composition
Make up
these United States
where Love bears
American Universal Understanding
That Truth
be Our Divine Standard
lightning rod upon
Civilian Scales of Justice
Where the  “Wishing Well in 1963
“I have A Dream,”
can be enshrined in Hope.
For without Hope
WE cease to be this nation of
Enlightened Words-Worth Dreamers

HeArtMosphere Poet

Wishing Well in 1963

Time bark ward, rings aloud - Young sigh
Fountain of youth, deep well drain wish
I wish, I could be, being past tense
I wish, I would be, being present sense
I wish, I should, has been trifle terse,

Be come, reincarnated future, dew echo sentences

Young Camelot Tallmadge Nottingham Knight
Wish I may Words, wish I might World Dreamer
Write The Circle,\ in make believe bard dreams
Vibrate The Center, Too Bee Poet Tree Beats
Navigate The Compass, enveloping words-worth
The Spokes, evolving, revolving rhymes Literature.

But alas, dye stained pauper pawn poet, hibernates a glass tear
Quicksilver weighted down, imprint impression, fang pains fear
Knot to be, naught too bee; petrified would, could, should H-ear
Torn asunder woe wrought Word rip tides - drowning thy World
The Circle, The Center, The Compass, The Spokes - be broken.

1963 “I Have A Dream” prays “May The Circle Be Unbroken”
While The Center in “God Bless America” plays “Amazing Grace”
The Compass playing “Halleluiah,” amid “The Star Spangled Banner”
Wherein The Spokes, Words declare Our Declaration of Independence

Words-Wise ~ World-Wide\~ Circle-Center ~ Compass-Spokes ~~ Composition
Make up, these United States, where Love bears American Universal Understanding
That Truth, be Our Divine Standard lightning rod upon Civilian Scales of Justice
Where the  “Wishing Well in 1963, “I have A Dream,” can be enshrined in Hope.
For without Hope, WE cease to be this nation of Enlightened Words-Worth Dreamers

HeArtMosphere Poet

This poem came about this flip-end thought:
Wishing Well in 1963, MLK’s, “I Have A Dream.” Young Nottingham Knight sweet sixteen, in Tallmadge; flooded The Words,, The World,, The Circle, The Center, The Compass, The Spokes in lifetime cheeks, feeling livelong teardrops in bullet riddled JFK Camelot assassination. in the bark reining Poet Trees