Waves Of My Mental Chords Poem by Angela Bontle Ditumiso

The mind unstrung
No gust to wake the dust
No obstacle to delay my mental relay
No disruption to my mental song

A song unsung unheard to the human ear
Provoke my hand and give it a story to tell
Stories born of truth and seasoned with an imagination
I possess chords without a restriction nor limit
I got a mental access to dreams of a man I've never met

I've worn a thousand shoes
And only owned ten pairs
They say the brain is squishy
I say Nah mine is molten rock
A dormant volcano ever hot
Stewing words
Honey give me a poem I'm famished

I pour in poetical construct
Build alphabetical mansions
I close my eyes to rest my body because it fails to catch up with my train of thoughts
I don't dream I make detailed plans in my sleep

Lyrical epiphany
Waves of my mental chords produce a symphony
Wind calming harmony
This is words prepared from the furnace
Made from a burning heart
To scald your brain
And steam up your thoughts

Hot under pressure
Words without measure
I write even in my leisure
My mind is ever ready to rupture
This is the word of a poet
I blink ink and spit my truthh