My Vision Poetry

Sage Poetic

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

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