Virtual Aspiring Poem by Gerry Legister

A virtual secure mind finds aspiring
The creativity that spreads like fire,
Through a dry summer forest blazing,
The loathsome smoke screens rises higher.

It could be the lack of classic grammar
Or perhaps the choice of words misspelled
marks made punctuation lines of error,
For which correction cannot be ignored.

What's it takes to be virtual inspiring?
Through miss written anagrams,
We can find our thoughts wavering,
Further with liberation and freedom.

Unvoiced sounds echo underneath
Ideas idle awhile perhaps in the aisles,
Raise the praise for ways to hold our breath
Wandering through worthy words of lines.

Authentic ramblings, sentence miss spoken
Bite off brightly some bits from us
On grammar, the happy sound is broken
By the craft overflowing with bliss.

Eyes of the mind are open with clicks
It's a magical myth of your head rhythm,
A splendid meter that perfectly fits
The creativity art and its mending Balm.

Our gifted lyrics and thought out rhymes
Stanzas and phrases in those gems of time,
Finds the realms that rule the boundaries,
An obsession of imagery after each line.

Going viral, humorous and alluring
presence of the past and future reality,
Images and stories rapidly spreading,
Life and death with an individual's destiny.

Infinite sips define the quality of spacing
Virtual reality that's what it takes,
Your imagination to interpret the meaning,
That unvoiced phenomenon makes.