My Poetry

Such lyrical words that flow strait from my heart onto these lined pages

like water rushing through a broken dam

All my happiness anger and hate spelled out through these similes
like a little child learning to read

my lyrical poems, never perfect, but are mine just the same

unique through my delicate soul

no one else can ever have them

no one else can ever own them

all mine: my my metaphors, my similes, my repetition

My poetry