Mind loaded like a gun.. Heart seeks like a Missile Mouth shoots off like a Poetry Pistol Velocity from verbs..words will drill Into your mind giving you a mental thrill There's a bang in my slang Sting venomous when stang Songs are sung this one I sang Pieces of my soul my words are true Writing these bullets shooting at you In war of words I am a General Topics range from Vegetable, Animal to Mineral Endless ammunition arranged in rhyme Rhythmm And PoetryΒ Β machine gun of the mind Hammer cocked..pull the trigger..bullets whistle.. Words glow from my soul shot from Poetry Pistol..
M.A.N 5-22-14 I thought of this poem about month ago when I was writing a bunch of poems a day I feel as if I need to have 20 poems going at once like loading a pistol when I post I feel as if I'm shooting off my PPistol hit or miss who knows..lol