Conception

Gentle kisses
As the breeze acknowledges
Thousands in line
Random thoughts in uniform
Brandished in hand
The pen, aloft, with swift impotence
Unhinged from convention
Fervent stuttering alights the mind
Sun sweeps the sky
Darkness clothed in brilliance
The match now struck
A fool aflame of knowledge
Sword swiftly unsheathed
Masterful strokes find their mark
Uncompromising genius
As the ink gives paper worth


-J.G.Smith (02/17/05)