I learned some new words today, and decided to write some sentences, this is what emerged.





Within the gestating fecal strumpet of anemic decorum

I rest, the peaceful foetal calm of a life unborn.

Hovering high above on a precipice that pierces the clouds

A mighty wind sings, and the blithe tune washes over.



Fecund mind, body, and soul

So much potential of that aesthetic flow,

Out of the fertile spirit of the time and

Into the polyphonic cosmic fugue

Of Infinite Mind



A new life is birthed, another is lost

Bereaved sadness for his maternal loss

Perforated essence of a child deprived

Crepuscular era of destitute and dissolving light . . .



A Loud tune decrees from the sky

As the clouds move, and the colors again shine.

Listen here childe, harken the melody,

The notes, the rhythm, the strokes

I am the stem, and you are the leaf,

Symbiotic perfoliation

Drink deep my child, deep

From this well of Love and relief

The water forever here,

You must only drink

Fear not the pain, the sorrow, the gloom

The doom is transient, let go

Swim in my eternal joy, young boy

Bloom and blossom my child,

Into the beauty you’ve always had,

The beauty you’ve always known.

I like it as reading goes, poetry wise; words don't fit, rhythm skips and syllabic symmetry is lacking. However, I believe you are probably an excellent writer(not that that means anything other than a cunt's opinion).
It reminds me of Dylan Thomas for some reason.

Terribly verily
Certainly heavily
Seemingly merrily
Gluttonous clarity