Raising A Tree House In The Idea Jungle Poem by Kalif Kasaba

Raising A Tree House In The Idea Jungle



A crafty explorer clarifies the idea jungle by bush-whacking,
following the narrowed path of focus which opens to a clearing of surreal originality.
The only tool being a state of mind filled with garbled thoughts,
finds itself surrounded by a blank slate of infinite possibilities.
With newly found solid ground, schematics on projects are planned,
carefully, with a strong will and a palette of colorful thoughts, construction begins.
Some moments of confusion develop as the proper foundation is considered,
searching for inspiration and continuity in each branch and angle that fits to make the project sound.
Time influences a masterpiece of craftsmanship as the story of a tree house takes shape,
before long, only paint and polish is needed for the critics to move in.

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