Nomadpoet

 

I am Nomadpoet.  I manifest through resonance

Residing here although it does suggest non-residence

No proof of address, no roost on the earth

In truth I’ve at best this proof of live birth.

 

I am Nomadpoet.  I manifest through resonance

I speak a sound to show it ever blessed with present tense

Disrupting sacred silence for expression of a notion

A thought-vibration stylist for impression of emotion

 

I am Nomadpoet.  I manifest through resonance

I seed a word and sow it.  I interest the seventh sense

The vision internal, the light in the attic

The rhythm eternal, third ear automatic

 

I am Nomadpoet.  I manifest through resonance

I speak my mind to know it.  I seek redress through eloquence

Respectfully revering rhythm to cultivate fluidity

Inspecting, I seek to clear my vision, assimilate lucidity

 

I am Nomadpoet.  I manifest through resonance

Through crazy wisdom blow it all up and test no measurements

Opportunivorous try-sexuality

Awkward tunes, gibberish, contextuality

 

I am Nomad Poet.  I am No Mad Poet.