Poem -
Lemon Haze
I came to you
So you could
open
My
Mind
No tambourine man
Just curbside service
Your magical touch
Acts like an accelerant
Imploding the flaming
Poetic fires
Driving the liteary ink
That rushes straight
Through this writer's veins
Yeah I came to you
And what a transformation
To imagery
Did your abolishmentÂ
Of
Inhibitions
Bring
Free thought
No self censorship
Only a high speed
Highway
Where creativity
Crawls out of captivity
And procreates
New styles
New formats
Into
The art
We call poetry.......
Comments
Oh I love this, Greg! The idea that poetry is your mistress... very clever 😉. This one is my new favourite of yours. Pinned 📌 x
Thank you for reading Tina
Hi Greg. I really like this one...the insinuation like a passionate love affair of being on fire to write and be inspired. Free thought and no censorship are what really makes writing fun and an individual's identity expressed. I understand. Lol I really like the theme and creative way you presented this. Pinned. xo ;)
Is that weed Greg? Lemon haze? 😆😆
nice write 🌹Â
No comment Marion lol 😆Â
Your secret is safe 🤣🤣🤩
This one is very well written,and agreeable.
It's also where I've found many
A muse. And it's much better thanÂ
Boozing.
Lemon haze, Ah, Greg. I want some, then I might be able to write such good poems. Love it. Barry x