- Non-Erotic Poetry
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Click hereMy epiphany takes wing and slips between the cloudy neurons of the electrical storm.
Slipping at speed, and past the winds of my consciousness.
A beginning of morn’s.
A downpour of chilling inspiration.
Expanding over the miles of pure elation.
Towers of giant understanding, prancing on thin air.
Growing itch and agitation.
I wear my new perception as the twister and hail.
Astounding magnification.
The Mystery Valiant
9/6/2001
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 18 years agoI enjoyed reading this mystical read
One thought: considering replacing the word 'wing' in the first line with something more concise like 'flight', it sounds a little awkward when read out loud in its current form.
Good effort
My Erotic Trailalmost 18 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the thread 'New Poems Reviews'
Thanks for the literary journey (~_~)
