Poetry based upon actual experiences, not one thought up in the intellectual aridness of a pseudo-thinker. Words as they mean in the specific context of recollected thought or image , not meaning several things at a time but that which re-creates an aura or a haze of an earlier experience.
The hills rose in brown and blue Fluffy clouds cast shadows on them And sprinkled powdery evanescent snow On their reddish-tinged stones. Deep in the mountains he smiled Raising his speaking hand for us.
