PoetryInA-Keyboard

Precious maturity, I'd like to keep around even
On the internet where it isn't public.
Eccentric practice can then pen easier within borderlines,
To touch the true heart crossing back from just to impress.
Reading poetry hopefully with a comment; there's time.
Yarning one thought parallels 'till it's stitched to yawn



Investigating on the contest which stops the scroll
Noting a humorous pop gravitates to my quill,



-no inspiration only lasts a dash.



A serenity curves my typing, piece of paper falls out of it



Keeping bony words on lines that are intended to be strong:
Every day, I look for the intruding action at the window, a
Yip of a dog may do it or depends on what's a little different.
Being well cyclic on a barely variable genre I like to glide
Opposite it may be if sadness wins, from their heart not mine
And, nature might not be casual but stretches to be me!
Running outdoors exceeds the robotic level,
Doing my notepad, creating it like a program in my head.