Ap Pointed Appraisal Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

One stores verse story’s glory in the mind,
retinal rainbow stimulating each
synaptic link both in and out of reach,
display whose ray may play before, behind.

Word flow sensations sows and by degree,
can catalyze a metamorphic fire
as empathy extends its energy
incandescent, lends dimensions higher
to time and space and place which, falling free,
rise to surprise and stimulate the lyre.
Time loses its accustomed hierarchy
thus finite frontiers, limits soon expire.

In context crystalline we find outlined
prismatic tones some play, which more may teach
than meets the eye, contact points combined,
with ease - these inner inhibitions breach.

Words flow where none could know they’d go, no key
is needed where there’s no directive spire,
no cue restrictive, new priority
in depth is found, ground falls away, desire
spins toplike, whose magnetic gravity
attractive adds new levels which aspire
to spread, to wed when seedbed cavity
spores explode, explore, more growth inspire.

Words flow, emotions echo, each assigned
its place to interaction trace where speech
is often too restrictive, predefined:
thought modes aligned, too taut one must impeach.

So verse to verse responds spontaneous
to take up arms against a troubled seed,
to laugh with, never at unless some cuss,
to read behind the lines for more to read.

These featured points outline one Poet's view
though points, when featured, comments draw too few.