The first poetry I read and actually liked, was by Rod Mckuwen the American poet. I hate old poetry. For me, no subject is taboo. Let 'em have it. |
9/11
Oman...
Before love came along
I bathed in the warmth...
The green dress by the door
will be put in the same box as...
Three hours sleep (disturbed)
Nicotine stains (yellow...
Come
You said...
Love lends itself
perfectly...
Love lends itself
perfectly...
You want to know what love is.
Love is thinking...
This is the time to begin, not to begin to compare each person I meet with you. |
With her or him, talk your truth quitely; peacefully. Anger is a curved blade. You push it out, and you only ever hurt yourself. |
Poetry. The art of putting in a nutshell the reaction to a bombshell. |