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The Vanguard
The thing I love most about writing Poetry is that
...it makes me feel Human
There's something so....so...sooo
...Restorative about it
Akin to a grounding effect
....a safe space where all of my Barbed Wires
Can vibe in Peace and Purity
...almost like a Seance
Of sorts...
......where a streamline of Dreamed Affirmations
Morph into Bonafide Confirmations...
And then...ahhhh...and then
Let's add to this Spiritual Elixir
...the Alchemic Congruence of Kindred Poets and Poetesses
My fellow Sojourners of Truth...
....Travelers of the Deep Underground
Proofreading...Footnoting...the Human Condition
...dry snitching on liars and frauds
Eye read them...they feed me
....Eye reciprocate as best Eye can
All the while taking in the silent Joy of just being...being
In this Here and Now...
...this Jubilee...a Celebration of Life
A Discotheque filled with a myriad of Ancient Quills
...a Dance of Dead Sea scrolls
Defibrillated by each stab of the Almighty Pen
...a Gift from the Heavens....the Envy of
the Hellish...so let us Relish the Days...Fetish the Nights
and Know Ye...
The Mad Sad and Hungry
...can do us no harm...not here...not ever
As long as we continue to spill this Cauldron of Ink
.....over our Auras...our Extravagance...
...worn like Transparent Armor.....
while Standing Vanguard over Mama Gaia as Her
...{K}new Age Watchers...
...it makes me feel Human
There's something so....so...sooo
...Restorative about it
Akin to a grounding effect
....a safe space where all of my Barbed Wires
Can vibe in Peace and Purity
...almost like a Seance
Of sorts...
......where a streamline of Dreamed Affirmations
Morph into Bonafide Confirmations...
And then...ahhhh...and then
Let's add to this Spiritual Elixir
...the Alchemic Congruence of Kindred Poets and Poetesses
My fellow Sojourners of Truth...
....Travelers of the Deep Underground
Proofreading...Footnoting...the Human Condition
...dry snitching on liars and frauds
Eye read them...they feed me
....Eye reciprocate as best Eye can
All the while taking in the silent Joy of just being...being
In this Here and Now...
...this Jubilee...a Celebration of Life
A Discotheque filled with a myriad of Ancient Quills
...a Dance of Dead Sea scrolls
Defibrillated by each stab of the Almighty Pen
...a Gift from the Heavens....the Envy of
the Hellish...so let us Relish the Days...Fetish the Nights
and Know Ye...
The Mad Sad and Hungry
...can do us no harm...not here...not ever
As long as we continue to spill this Cauldron of Ink
.....over our Auras...our Extravagance...
...worn like Transparent Armor.....
while Standing Vanguard over Mama Gaia as Her
...{K}new Age Watchers...
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