Poetic Condition

Imprisoned to ponder a practitioners stance

of compelling imagination;Sapient dance.

By what Master mutterings urge heart flutterings?

Well, Seek! Seek! Vellum of old benignant to thee

and inspirational to Poets past; presently.

You'll read and hear an intriguing written code

an uncompromising sense of good and evil modes.

Oh awaken intrinsic makings of true lines!

Dreamers plead such surmise;comprehensions road.

Now, Skip! Skip! Smooth stones across placid abodes.

Rippling that medium stimulates the pair

pondering its present feeling for times rare.

Then Push! Push! glimpsing colloquial transcendence

in a confession reflecting poetic flow.

Thus confined; a Bard's dark condition begs repose!