Ars Poetica in Freefall

0-pen
nothing to write with
nothing to write about
nothing to write home about
nothing special from the start.
But a poem's already in motion:
emphatic, enlivened,
with juggle-clubbed phrasing
and some gobstopper candy
tongue-rolled for its taste

and through such inceptions
we web spin our readers
with gossamer floss, as does spider to fly
add some dream-catcher visons
myth, motif, and meter
plus a dum-diddly-drum in the ear

But too stringent devices are rotten as vices
old habits stick wordflow with pins
and a bodice of rhyme should be torn
(many times) in order that out breaths
come in

so let music play on,
so reciters can tongue
the way streams trickle down
to a watery end. But all of this art
is just cognitive smart
unless words string their way
like a harp, to the heart