The Creative Process by e.e. cummings 1 and 2 (plus 5)

                    

1.

Of my

Soul a street is:

Preternatural Pic-

abian tricktrickclickflidk-er

garner

of starfish Picasso

thrombosis trees

hit

my soul

repairs herself with

Prioress of Shari mind

and Matisse rhythms

to juggle Kandinsky gold-exchange-standard

away from the grind gifted

muscles of Cèzanne’s

logic

          Oho.

           A streamer

There is

where stramineous  birds     purr

2.

Picasso

you give us Things

which

bulbous: grunting lungs pumped fulgurate of Shari They mind

you make us shriek

presents always

shut in the sump screech of

simplicity

(out of the

bizarre unbolted

Something gushes vaguely a squeak of planes

or

between squeals of

Nothing grabbed with circuit breaker shrieking tiger-eye

solicitation screams whisper.)

Lumberman of the Distillation

your brain’s

axe only chops hued inherent

Trees of Ego, from

whose living and bifoliate

bodies lopped

of every

preternatural

you hew form true time

The above two poems originally composed by e.e. cummings have been given the 5 up adjective treatment whereby each original adjective is replaced by the preceding 5th word in the dictionary. Normally this is a 7-up process but I like the number 5 better. 

Image of painting by Wassily Kandinsky, Yellow-red-blue, c. 1925 [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.