Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Then and Now
Once there was joy Now only inner fears Cacophony inside the mind Taking toll in its stride
6 comments:
This IS nice! :)
:) Thanks!
Deep poem. A good one.
I try to pack as much as I can in as little words! Thanks!
KISS ~ you are always
Keeping
It
SHort
Sweeet
Yes, I do, darling! Hey, that sounds corny..:)
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