Note: The poem first appeared in Blood Rose magazine in the year 2000.
You who do not
believe
that angels dance
on pinheads;
tell me that
rainbows
are not contained
in prisms,
that love does not
lie
in the shadows
of photographs
that you do not
lie.
Nothing
exists in a single state.
I am not
contained by these walls.
I can shrink and reside
in the dirty hovel
of a bottle
I can expand and reside
in the mansion of verse.
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
A people’s heart can be found in their poetic words. In history men and women have stood firmly upon their soapboxes and street corners, rallying the deepest beliefs of people to rise up and be heard. The poetrypages.com has offered that voice a new
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
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