Monday, June 25, 2007



You Ask Why I Write About Death and Poetry



There's entirety in eternity,

and in the pearly gates—the pages relate.


I fall prey to



have hated



You know, I've never understood reality,

            then try to relay ittearily, irately

            and I'm a liar yet.


But when I write about death and poetry,

            it's donated therapy

     where I converse with

Emily Dickinson, my inky misled icon.


And when my dream songs are demon's rags,

            I dust my manuscript in a manic spurt    

hoping the reader will reread


because I want the world

to pray for poets as we are only a story of paper.





Previously Published in 32 Poems

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Always love to hear from you...and the anonymous option is open for those feeling shy.

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