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I Am Poet: Chosen by Lightning
Fire from the heavens bursts, fetus mind: Nascent light
The tapestry of the blank page – Gazing mazes
I study the composition in the constituencies of the structureSeeing into the youth of the truth of: Being
Fire from the heavens upon the infant mind, ancient alphabet
Cipher wheels inside of wheels, thought forms of thought
An unfolding which we learn to watch in the manner of those who hunt
Materialization guiding the scribe through the unknownThe writing as sacred art, Earthbound scryers as foundations of stars
Breaking the blood brain barrier of cosmos
All things seeking divergences which lead to seeingThe poets being:
Fire uponthe
Brow. To be relayed without delay
Upon
The here
&
Now
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Cipher
Pohms
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[84 unique words]
Authors Note: Seeking to alternate between poetry and prose…
My prose forms are…
I consider them prose forms…
I learned prose from the French Surrealists...
Kristina and Walter2 Comments-
Amazing opening, strong through and through.
Awesome work brother
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@Wally Thank you sir..!
:)))
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