Poem of thoughts.
Wrote it of a writing prompt: babbling brook
- Adam Blewett ©
belief an melodic overturn
flayed cosmic sunbeams
armed with news from Grinner
inner play and remittance
caught in a day
and remedied by the morrow
armed with news from Grinner
my day splayed by a stranger
an unusual return from the inner
i am gifted a flower by a stranger
a vocal is it not petulant
talking flower
a demanding angelic flower
a prescription for every vessel
a delicious transcript for the suggested
my miraculous interlude
your gifted by prescription
lament
my flower, my inner bequest
nice the deed
my flower I gesture
of sort to a stranger
with repertoire and innocence
my flower sing to the melody of the day
in tune and a cosmic swoon
today I am thinner
a thicker display
it’s a day of lay with news from Grinner
inner play and a summer retreat
there is no remedy
the dream like entity of this swimming hole
surreal is the song
afloat and prone
from scarlet birds
that fill the air
as I float without despair
i am pared with every bone
without laughter, without despair
the scarlet bird takes its share
nuance from this babbling brook
recessed from this forest large
my inner health
select and rested from the week at large
selected mile
rejected cup with a smile
and repressed laughter
an over heard story of a talking flower.
