Imagination Poem by Tony Adah

My heart thumbs and my
Mind gyrates and prances about searching
For a podium to perch and yarn
Above and beneath the earth
The words fly and fill my mouth
And it is like I have something to eternalize.

This is my world
This is my word
This is my work
Spontaneous, a raining hail
Of a riped winter snow
Effortless to drip.

For now, it is beyond my control
My eyes look, my legs move
Without seeing and without motion
All usurped by the ghostly walks
Of a roaming mind.