A PERFECT POETIC PHOTOSYNTHESIS

I want to embrace it all
Take it all in
Breathe it all out
To string a complete circle
With all within and without
Circle encircling all, all circling in
Nothing left out, nothing left in.

Mountains beckon a couplet
The gaseous fluff
Drifts by me with an ode
And more, many more lines
Lay strewn by the moving road
My tears deluge the blessed waters
For everyone to cleanse
My smiles litter the harvest
For every one to reap

I am not me
In a pistachio shell
For you to crack and say, wow!
But rather I am
In every cerebral rationed shop
Just enough for all
All taking just enough to please.

I have no secret
We yell out to
All who listen and not
Our versed sonorous chords
Playing out to everyone
Tune or mis-orchestrations
Played out in poesy

So,

Rhyme it if you may
To ring melody
In your mute spans
Muted by too many sounds.
Crowded!

Then

Rhyme it if you please
Illumine the strings
Loosening, in
The bright, blinding darkness
Burning brighter than yourself!

We have sung it.

At least we tried to
I am singing it
Hear it, even if you can’t
The song will play itself
It just needs ears to applaud
To encore

Oh, sing it.
Am I asking for too much?
Am I lost?
In fool Dom
Oh,then, I guess...
i am a poet!