Plexus

Listen to Plexus by Richard Charles Stevens

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No demands
Just understanding
Circumstance withstanding
Praying every leap of faith be graced with perfect landing
Such abandon reckless to the feckless
For protection is not the racket they would have a hand in

Deep in solar plexus lies a nexus of suggestion
Kaleidoscopic spectrum of outstanding reconnection
This mystery companion is within us, one and all
Feel my heart expanding in my chest as I digress
For I owe my thorough rise to sudden fall

Had to test the waters to request my altered course
Had to tunnel through the vault to bless the dungeon walls
Had to wear the curse of thought
That I was meant for judgement call
Versed in every hum and haw
That led such merry dance
Ventured forth bereft of wary glance
In ever ready stance
Outlook seemed so very sparse
Midst theme of esoteric arts
Many would have spurned advance
Yet I could not avert my glance
Neither see condoned the moment passing
Violently oppose to those departing

Deep in solar plexus lies a nexus of suggestion
Kaleidoscopic spectrum of outstanding reconnection
This mystery companion is within us, one and all
Feel my heart expanding in my chest as I digress
For I owe my thorough rise to sudden fall

No demands
Just understanding
Every last disasterpiece
Each imperfection charming piece of bleeding pericardium

Deep in solar plexus lies a nexus of suggestion
Kaleidoscopic spectrum of outstanding reconnection
This mystery companion is within us, one and all
Feel my heart expanding in my chest as I digress
For I owe my thorough rise to sudden fall

No demands
Just understanding
Every last disasterpiece
Each imperfection charming piece of bleeding pericardium
Such arteries deemed bastardly by dastardly decree
Adjudged to be anarchic breed
Begrudged of theme
Unpartied seed
Starry eyes ensnared by deed
To which my lungs could barely breathe
Little more than petty thief
At least, to those of credence lean
Ill-advised to seek relief
Within the shrine of deep belief
Hereby denied the will to try
Yet still felt unconcealed delight
This is how I specified reflective light that testified
Protected by the eyes identifying my projected flight
Never once objectifying
Nothing misidentified
Of kindliness exemplified
My drowsy gaze intensified
Ostensibly, of mortal coil
Relentlessly attuned to toil
Perished fruit bedecked in spoil
Yet resolute like wettened soil

No demands
Just understanding
Circumstance withstanding
Aiming every leap of faith with grace to perfect landing
Every last disasterpiece upstanding
Has a hand in the imparting of light, love and understanding
This, the kind of art I will forever have a hand in

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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