Poetry I (1973)
A set o f words
Divorced by the moving of time
or feeling,
Cannot be called poetry;
For in molding a form,
shaping a life,
portraying the truth,
or revealing a soul-
Life does not stand still;
Nor do words arrive uncut
by the heart and its thoughts.
Poetry II (2007)
Words set apart and set together
playing at rhythms, drawing pictures to
help tell their story.
No divorce from real
but birthed in now,
birthed in pain, sorrow;
leaping joy , past pleasures.
Straining, grasping for the future.
Always seeking truth
and pushed by why.


Comments: 8
Your work deserves far more readers than are finding it...and that is a great pity.
But ten stars from me.
Look on groups as book stores where some people come to browse. But your comments are like you being in a coffee shop, making new friends while catching up with old friends.
Thus read and comment widely! And CONNNECT to people!
I hope that helps.
sharing the light,