Fund A Mental Pantomime Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Prized canvas strokes evoke suprise,
devise unyoked yolked eggs, dreg freed,
not Heaven's skies, but causal ties
think links beyond base creed.
Dali's brushed artistic rush
mocks crass conformity,
discarding mush, takes colours lush
to serendipity.
From ape to man mutating plan
expanded over time,
no date began, none ending span,
fund_a_mental p{h]antom_mime
seems wave stage - slave to wage
conceived - beliefs held crime.
If mage's rage turns Aquarian page,
will future poets rhyme?