Although the night of despair
Prevails all around...
We always scream to stop the war
but do we realize stop the war wont solve...
A letter to Ben
I recently was asked why I live my life as I do...
You ask me to come over,
bring my cotton words of love...
I'm right here in a meadow,
two hours from my home...
I sat down last night
to write a poem about life...
It's just a comedy,
this place that we call earth...
It's something we all live,
Day by day, we live our lives...
I startle awake, surrounded by earth
Am I alive or is it my birth...
A door does close, yet another opens invitingly...
Abstracting the real world, your taboo thoughts...
APRIL 20TH 2001 #75
I have been there so many times you see...
DEC.5th 1989 #41
What is A poem...