MY POETRY IS IN PIECES

Sign of the Times-0609

Image by Christine Renney

My poetry is the DAILY MAIL HEADLINE
And a BIGOT‘S RANT, making me angry.
My poetry is wanting to answer.
My poetry is feeling how I feel
When I can’t.
My poetry IT DON‘T KNOW NO GRAMMAR.
My poetry is a passenger in me van.
My poetry is too short and clumsy.
My poetry won’t get up to dance.
My poetry RESPECTS WILLIAM BLAKE.

My poetry is what I make.

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20 comments

  1. Heather Awen

    So much the border of emotion and visceral, the edge just beyond words, the passion seeps out like each word is a hole against the frustration of what may be demanding you to turn it out, dampen the fire, medicate the source of heart.

    Also damn fine photographer, holy crow.

      • Heather Awen

        It means a lot to the reader! So thank you. I don’t follow many blogs, I bookmarked your blog instead for my own.time to enjoy.

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