The dance of words across the page
Thrills me more than I can say.
The flying, flashing thoughts
Boomber-spearing, thunderously.
The dull, torpid lumber of stomping,
Black emotion.
Heavy, and placid.
Heady, and pungent.
The diaphanous indifference, pomping
Wind-swept egos.
The grind-sweat induction,
Humping happiness.
Oh, God! Who dare deem this world
Anything less than pure poetry!
SEACowles
Bravo!!
Ell
Echo!
JP
Another wonderful piece! I love this! (bump, )
I like this S.C., especially the closing lines.
Les