My Literary belly
I’ve eaten so much experience within
Only God knows where this poet has been
Where there is struggle character begins
We are born pure as the snow until comes mud tracks of sin
Tinge this world can stain suck you dry and stain
When I swallow all of these things, enlightenment remains
I gain revelation, exposure when I'm patient
By 2004 the lettered nourishment had my stomach aching
Discernment happened while I was waiting, so comes perception
I become mindful while I’m fed, painful bread becomes a weapon
Creative acids break it down and it dissolves
Compress to expand; life’s meals help me evolve
Progress I breakthrough, hate don’t have to make you
Mold or shape you, ups and down existence can take you
Contemplating becomes words, words become phrases
Phrases become paragraphs to pages something major
My savior comforts thee with his word I will read
I sacrifice my ideas; my paper now has life like Christ bleeds
Cover this blank papyrus with these nutritious verbs
Adjectives that laid waiting and have my bowels on the verge
Of this geyser swelling, stanzas and verses I can’t hold no more
My destiny spills out, poetry I vomit from the life I’ve gorged.
Coldaugust © 2006