Timpid FlOw...A Poem by Tha Wind AKA VERBAL OX
tracing your
caligraphy curves leaves me dizzy. i dont even have to look &...i still get vertigo off your hooks. gotta nibble small bites... can i...get next to that... Timpid flow... molassess mental set the stage... 4 your feature presentation. my attention held captive... leave me shackled inprisoned within the prisim of your soliloquy. what if I... motion across our great divide. so...we can form new elemental poetry patterns. split the poetic atom.
you can be... the lion's head I'll make up the rest an set ablaze the page with the click of the sword... Timpid flow... so profound its amborsia in your mouth. tea spoons... don't measure up runneth over my cup. you stack the building blocks of my imagination up like Hasbro... to a...fortress, resting just beneath a caravan of stars. now...leggo & give me some more concock another potion of emotions... dazzle me another riddle of thoughts... let me once more gaze upon your minds maze. I just want to get to...that... Timpid flow... sharing the same space on the same page. I'll find... exotic you... tropical you... the Euphrates you... & windy you too. because... you blow me back. in truth... thats what your words do. the flow is so timpid timpid is...the flow YES... you can even
give the ocean some go... So...so can we rub letters timpid...flow 4 fingers an a pen poetry... © 2009 Tha Wind AKA VERBAL OXReviews
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Added on July 24, 2008Last Updated on June 5, 2009 AuthorTha Wind AKA VERBAL OXChicago, IL, BelizeAboutluv livin life through all its adventures an strife more..Writing
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