Game of creation:
rule-free, error-free.
Ask God!
...
Love
Like a raisin
Dried in the sun,
...
The wind can bring back
what it has taken away
sometimes, like change;
except,
...
Even if burnt away,
As you say,
There is a lasting impact
Ashes make.
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A Facial Expression Of Creation: Poetry
Game of creation:
rule-free, error-free.
Ask God!
Manipulate metaphor:
beauty is what you make,
see, and show.
Let figures be:
you still make, see,
are shown.
And poet-tree
is organic too;
it grows, feeds,
is fed, sprouting
fictitious reality,
live dreams,
fruits of heaven;
whether sour
or sweet they be,
or unimaginably.
Artificiality is words
void of space
and place
and pace
of a throbbing
heart, running
the race
of originality.
Genuine enough is:
unquestionable,
feelable, reliable,
justifiable, touchable,
mostly undeniable!
Ask God!