Each person is a poet
The paper is the scroll of life
The pen is choice, the muse is attitude
The poem may be a triumphant epic
Or a funeral dirge
However it ends, do not blame . . . more
"Unlike animals, only human beings are preoccupied with death, consciously or unconsciously. I don't think this is a great blessing. Animals think of death only as it occurs and therefore live a much . . ." more
A poor speller. male, widowed, love cats interested in everything but sports and right-wing talk radio. Write Poetry. Self published two poetry collections
On Gather, I'm Looking For ...:
Intelligent commintary on the passing scene and a bit of good give and take
I sorta figured you'd remember the sorcerer's stone trick you pulled on me when John and I were in HS. Like your poetry, Views of the Moon, really a lot jam packed into so few lines, great imagery.
Oh no, John! I certainly didn't mean to imply that you had swiped it from somewhere! And I know who Taliesin was. I just meant that your poem truly did seem very familiar to me, sort of a deja vu moment. I know I've never read that poem before, but it felt as if I had!
