When I was a boy I learned
the world spun round...
Why don’t we fall off?
Who is God?
What is Love?
What will I be when I
grow up?
Would I be a Poet?
I loved libraries and books
and was curious...
but couldn’t understand all
the words...
I loved poetry but didn’t
know the meaning...
Could I be a Poet?
Would I be just a fake?
Cruel the muse who speaks
falsely...
Will the truth be revealed?
I walked amongst the flowers
lined up all in a row...
I ran alongside the stones
decorating the mounds of earth...
hoping the dead poets would
speak to me...
Robert-Thanks I think you're right about the quotations. It was a movie Was it also a book? Anyone know? I actually thought that it wasn't all that good of a write, but
I wanted to see what kind of opinion I would get. Unexpected really! I almost didn't post it.
One cannot wait for the rest of the world to congregate. That is the very reason why these words must be spilled now for it is what must be said. Quite excellent.
Amor
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on May 24, 2003
Cute one, John. Excellent work.
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on May 24, 2003
I enjoyed this so much CJ ... especially the truth it reveals. You are an excellent poet. One of the very finest at AD.
Bill
Great write! And who cares whether we ever become famous or not? We write just because that's what we enjoy. We freely share our gifts with the world and hope that others enjoy them too.
I walked amongst the flowers
lined up all in a row...
I ran alongside the stones
decorating the mounds of earth...
hoping the dead poets would
speak to me...
The above lines which you wrote are exeptional.Loved this whole poem especially your lines enclosed above in this comment area.
Sincerely
from
Kay.
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
This is a book of free verse poetry that addresses the seven main tests in life and offers some sensible solutions to passing those tests with minimal discomfort.
*Marlene*
Reindeer
"what am i goin' be when i grow up?"
dont know i'm only 55
john+
I wanted to see what kind of opinion I would get. Unexpected really! I almost didn't post it.
Nancy
Chrissie
Amor
Bill
Wow...Very powerful
write...
Excellent
Trixie :)
~Joseph
Love
Tinka
Leland
Your no Dead poet my friend
another excellent piece.
Peg
lined up all in a row...
I ran alongside the stones
decorating the mounds of earth...
hoping the dead poets would
speak to me...
The above lines which you wrote are exeptional.Loved this whole poem especially your lines enclosed above in this comment area.
Sincerely
from
Kay.