User:Qikfre

I would weld worlds With the homely static of all that makes status quo Light my gentle brazier fierce In a push to meld old man monotony and mountains would yield to mosaics and deserts to as of yet uninspired tablets of glassy breadth Yes, I would reinvent No, not the same old same Were language concerned, along with all new words learned Yes, this I would reinvent I would spark universally Warming to encounters of the uncounted masses Dangerous, less protective in precaution Hap-hazard to begin my projects abound While cloud faces become blistering pigment And waterlogged ripples smooth in wonder, turning silvery, copper, golden. Yes, I would reinvent No, not the same old same Were tectonics concerned, all its precious metals to churn  Yes, I would reinvent I would confuse direction Calling out South in the ways of more westerly winds All things becoming most pliable Calm brevity would be the past’s death New ages would no longer be founded on old And my acetylene brush would allow a settling of storms long due calmed Yes, I would reinvent No, not the same old same Were paintings concerned, along with all the new colors learned Yes, this I would reinvent Yes, I would reinvent No, not the same old same Were all things my concern, imagine the new masters for which we’d yearn Yes, those I would reinvent…