Creativity suddenly sparks
the otherwise dreary day
because the practice of poetry.
Words cast significance.
Vast imaginative wishes
bring you to the silver gate
which presents earthly awe
and a gaping gaze.
The bright yellow desert
and endless horizon spine
as hawks grace the sky,
a flock of spread wings,
sedates the simple brain.
In many years of reading
In many years of reading poetry, this is one of the most beautiful descriptions of the urge to write poetry that I have ever read. Well done!
Starward-Led [in Chrismation, Januarius]
smiling
thank you very much
peace, pot, tequila shot
Jesus loves us, stoned or not