Youth Within Aging Bears Free Spirit Depositions

For ever more, we revolve around rhyme, 

Whether ring rip tides that evolve bound time.

What was left – lost. What will be - found ahead,

Wandering budding leaves, dew whorl alive threads.

Thy whirl wind’s spring, heartbeats anew challenges,

Dye stains Will line - sense tenses finding new passages.

Knead wrought thy seeded Poet Tree needle, shown within.

Tweed fraught dye ink to furrow seeded fertile, mind’s pin -

Prick woven verse, amidst writing weave novel material

That finds that wild flower, within prancing alight ethereal

Deposits taking root to sprout forever ‘n more - poet proud

To compose thy core composition that resonates - read aloud.  

Effervescent fountain of youth, bubbling young in window pane

Leaves an explicit expression, adrift crystal clarity translucent rain.

Dew drops amidst refreshed thought processes of clear clairvoyance

To find that P Spot within Poetry coming to life sentence buoyance.

We Art the HeArt that traverses lifetime journeys in paths less taken

That each second minute nuance teleports transcendence - awakened.

Bare naked, skinny dip skeleton keys, being played Plantagenet Camelot

Where Poets Be Kings, while politicians being vassal vermin To Be Naught

Shake Spear Rein Tragedy, Drama political flutes that clear those Swamp Rat

On tap that thy rhyming limerick of humorous crap a tat syllables that rat the Rap.

Twist turn around words combinations in compost conceivable compositions.

The Poet Pyre Phoenix writes adrift wings - where words fly Free Spirit Depositions.