Art Thou An HeArtMosphere Poet
Breaking spark, alight dynamic arc of sunbeams
Sunrise atmosphere, budding songbird sounds
Pastel, brush water color - stroked ARTmosphere
Pulsating, dye veins, wildflower meadow - HeArtMosphere
Pinnacle peak performance that saturate sensual senses
Tender texture, permeating, intricate intensity - symbolism
Finding the umbilical cord, to write adrift sashaying currents
Within cerebral temples, tap dancing, finger word ballets.
Oh Poet, reach deep inside, being a HeArtMosphere Poet
Find that P chord, attenuating Poetry, in thy V chord annunciation
Verse contracting consonants, inflaming trepid visual vocal vowels
Light thy Poetry Pyre, concrete conception amid core compositions.
This poet, cannot lead you, from atmosphere, to HeArtMosphere
Thee must find thy key ingredients, germinating thy seeds to fruition
To say, you “cannot,” is to fail lifetime’s Will, lifelines then wilt away.
Dew not follow mold, to waste away, on the dark side of dank moss.
The goal of word warrior guardians is to inspire this creative genius
Where poets, bee not afraid, to take risks, exploring anew morrow
For the morrow of this poem, be that thee see sails – in feather’s flight
Dew Prance Moist, skip HeART’s Poet beat, a-breeze lucid see shores -
Art Thou An HeArtMosphere Poet.
Love ya!
Jane