On A Different Approach....

Since the earliest hours in the morn I started with the words from the previous night to spit out on the blank paper the paper as patient as infinite I still have the nagging from cracking pens or dry ink pots my words always want to raft not the rafts along the river as in the countries with tropical heat the raft deep inside with a loving beat writing is not that bad at all with muse or without upon it or down-under it the brains kept well together these are all really true I also love to consume vegetables as you do half-cooked that's so healthy please, do not eat with full mouth sorry, I mean do not talk to the full face you know it a slip on the tongue and I am doing perpetually wrong please would you mind to sing a song along with me? you sing the song and I will hum its refrain with thee I will not do it in disdain I'll end this declaration of love to poetry art,my love my life my love my all in all my poetic art life my poetic art love all and everything I present to God above And to mankind all over the world my art my love my poetic life a constant strife all my life.... ©Sylvia Frances Chan It is still Martin Luther's BirthDAY now. AD. Wednesday 31 October 2018- @ 15.06 hrs. P.M. West-European Time