To the Moon!
I feel pressure
upon my aging bones
to better
my word tones
dip my evolving pens
deep into puns
diving head first
in challenges that
will polish my craft
as I soar on loaned wings.
I feel a strange
kinda vibe gauge
the tenacity of my heart
asking me to play my part
fight if I must
rant if I must too
interacting with the masses
to create mo red fishes
and repaint steemit
to the community I want.
I feel light
enveloping my darkness
with bright kindness
as the warmth of souls
from faraway lands
tickles down on my spirit
while rocking it like wheat
gently against a soft breeze
in Laikipia fields
crowned in blinding gold.
I feel greener
an invisible dreamer
reigniting my dusty dreams
with the touch of steem
spreading love
became my behoove
on this global village
secret community
helping souls
out of their intangible shells.
Recent Posts :)
Gratitude... Beautiful TEARS.
Poetry... The Final Chance.
Thank you for your coming and continued support.
Very beautiful poem, my friend. I love this stanza, it's rich with imagery.
Thank you for the kind words :)
My pleasure, my friend.
That was the same stanza I was coming to comment on!