My Vision
When I first thought of PoeArtistry
My eyes were perfectly clear-sighted
The colors and words on the pages jumped off with glistening tones and sounds
Many forms of the spoken words, poetry as we would have it, could be heard over twenty yards away with no microphone
Any closer, when people whispered, it sounded like they were speaking in the outside voice
My skin could feel the slightest touch
My heart could beat a thousand drums
My mind could travel here, there, and everywhere
What happens by the time you reach over a hundred
From the eyesight to the sensitivity to taste and feel life wonders physically
Whatever may be the case it is ever renewed and experienced in the PoeArtistry.
James PoeArtistry
Product of Culture aka pocbooks.com.
Questions? https://minds.com/pocjl