she was conscripted
by poetry
with every scrivening
of her pen-scratched
script.
lexemes
shackled themselves
to her
constricting the strictures
as they fought
to tighten the binds
of oft-perverted
scriptures.
idioms
became her playmates
soulfully aerating
idiotic power structures.
morphemes
morphed into her
sister circle
stepping into places
vacated by contrary
comrades of old.
elocution of locution
elected
to stand her erect
when her soul slumped
under weight
of foreshortened futures
penned pictures.
fluid diction
fluency of phraseology
swum her upstream
against the winnowing tide.
among the buffeted
displaced translucent minnows
she discovers
radiant rainbowed iridescence
sister outlaw poets
likewise
swallowing the stream
as they author
their revitalization
“sister outlaw poets”. fo sho!
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🙏😉
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So very well done!
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Thank you!
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Oh my sister outlaw poet, how I love you and your wicked way with words! Delighted by “they author
their revitalization”
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Thank you!! 😉
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This felt like blows to the head. Coming at me left & right. You knocked it out the park!
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Thank you AG! 😉
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