Wandering lonely as a cloud
Words I speak far too loud
Those around do stop and stare
No comprehension in their glare
Shrug and regard me as some freak
Simply for some verse I speak
Poets may write to ease their soul
Or for some more personal goal
These simple words that they pen
Should get you asking Why! What! When!
That this is true is why I'll happily
Continue to indulge in my Poetry
Every good poem should elicet a feeling either good or bad..I do agree unless you write it's hard to comprehend why it is so important..so maybe we are freaks
Film Stars! Dancing! Popcorn!
At last, a life story with everything but the movie stuff edited out.This amusing memoir chronicles film critic Betty Jo Tucker's love affair with film from the 1930s through the beginning of the new millennium
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