Miscellaneous:

[Phonoho]

If poems were pools,
I’d stand aside as you got in,
Afraid, myself, to swim
In your display

For poets are fools,
Inclined to drown in liquid sin,
To tread water on a whim
At your dismay

If rhyme were Fate,
Divined to render tense in hope,
Or flounder here as rote
Emersed in scorn -

Sublime is Weight,
Devised to anchor sense as rope,
So buoyantly afloat
And waterborne

[Ariono-jovan Labu]

i enjoyed this canvas much poet, the second stanza in particular stood out for me yeah. a wonderful display of creativity. keeping the ink spilling by the puddles mano. one-

[Smiley24_7]

I too found the second stanza captivating. The entire piece was very well written, but that second stanza has the "it" that sticks in your mind. I just loved it.
The words seemed like art on a canvas.
Thank you for sharing.