Iridescent jewels lay buried
deep within the soul
waiting to be excavated.
I struggle for
the pure stream of consciousness
as twisted ideas
rampage through my mind.
I recklessly splatter
and sprinkle words
across the page
in mock rhythmic cadence.
It’s been suggested
in some circles
that I am a poet.
Poetically Speaking
just riffing on Dylan and
just riffing on Dylan and having a little fun. thanks for your commentary although I prefer to refer to myself as a glorified wordsmith.
Sounds like it...
Poet you are.
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thank you for the kind words
thank you for the kind words