Archery & poetry sounds like it's poetic paradise

Right-Left, Looks it up at ~ Unto the mark spinnin' smoke
Ready, Steady-flow; Go time !
Why would I let go, To be alive; Fields around you,
My matters are more for the flyin' feet, Returns to oats
Speaks grove stands of bright apples frontyard farm;
Sparky spells it's NOW! indeed whilst on lines lost notes
Of soft pens found dry; TURNIN' try swings rewired
Why should I go, Ran right to the center & began
Outside has insides bottoms
Peace of mind, Sheets in hand, Their islands; O' core
To Mustard their nonsense on the new day thru a-red shot
& I see that flatly; Slidin' across the high darkness
& then a-stir to see air, nestle,
To enuff & so much after; Ketchup or Ketchdown
Paths will keep it set, Your heart in your mind learned
& so aim here arrows ~ Follows this sunshine sky

Reviews

[JamesTleBourn]

Interesting topic/thought, Robert. It's creative, and that is a writer's goal: to be creative. I liked "Your heart in your mind and so aim here arrows - follows this sunshine sky."

James