A Pull Earth

I am a pull-earth Pulling the spirit of the earth, Cracking imagery in the pool-earth. I master the personification of the art, Even when my metaphor is in the cart. I treasure the cacophy of my word' luxury, Closer to the motion and fire of my documentry. Masking of the atmosphere I most cherish, Breaking wild emotions with a beam I wish. The testimony of my mouth dances in peace Even as the words in my palm beam in their race. I have touched the head of the joyful pool-TREE And make meaning out of life from a tree. I am not a poet but a PULL-EARTH Pulling the spirited spirit of the EARTH. (C) John Chizoba Vincent Voice Of Vincent 2016