It has a life of it’s own,
In which I can participate,
But never, fully own.
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I like to dramatize a little
My first choice,But I did not have the opportunityTo exercise my dramatic voice.Poetry has helped me,Express the good ‘demons’ within,My feelings, my imaginationSometimes flower, not as sinBut as poems from within,And I am very gratefulNot to drown in banalities,Even though I wish the stageHad been my place, to be.I would have loved to shareWith the…
Like a terrible
Writing can become,A deadly deviceFor Some.
All our wishes,
As we swiftly grow old,If some have come trueAll I can say,Is, ‘Lucky you! ‘
Life is shockingly unfair,
Sharing Love and deep affection,Makes things easier to bareGiving Life its true connection.
Words that thrill,
Leaving behind,The not so kind,Treacherous Nature,Of the Human Mind!
You and I,
And breath and hug the Sea,We hear Its sound,Its movement, found,Night after night,Hypnotic mystery.Oh, to be Free,And sail the night,In our ship,‘The Fantasy’,And there remain,Never return,To cruel reality