The Doorway (Poetry) - 12/12/2012 12:23:32 PM
Which way shall I take the course to my reader’s hearts,
What scale and tools do I collect with,
What voyeur’s wrap I claim in readiness.
Are the ages of my father come to bear,
Or will be for next generation’s benefit:
And for sure hope luck to smile a lot,
Unless I weaken in devotion,
That I harbor this pretext,
Where course is subject to a wanton age.
Gather, flock with us; examine all to beyond:
Valiant person have surpassed our time.
Cooper (Poetry) - 2/21/2008 5:52:03 PM
I Love what you have to say and how you use poetry to express your inter most feelings. Keep up the good work and I will be looking for more wonderful poems by you. I know that Little Gray Bird
Cooper (Poetry) - 6/27/2006 9:03:52 AM
This is nice. I always feel so sad to see an animal dead on the side of the road. Poor creatures! I swerved the other day to avoid hitting a mama goose and her five little babies...I would have been DEVASTATED if I'd hit them!
Thanks for sharing, April
