Who Am I Without Words

Permeate spontaneous pores, to bear literary lucid love literature,

Seep within soul’s very being, birthing comprehensive composite poetry.

Rake nails that wail, seeping in - ink stains, soaking wild, aglow vivid verse,

Striking crystal chords clarity, writing livid language, into higher elevations.

Sponge cerebral imagery cohesion, adrift writing wings of adhesive illumination,

Corrugate alight alliterated grooves, baring ridges prancing alive insight levitation.

Hit the P emphatical, in birthrights inherited P emancipation in living - Poet Tree vibrations.

I am, I AM - a free spirited butterfly, sailing heaven’s currents, among harmonic harmony.