Laura Mckenzie Poet Bio

Ideals By Laura

I had a collection stashed under dust
The feeling came over me with a wind and a rush 
So I built my dreams 
Out of impossible extremes
 
I found a place where my soul talks in rhyme 
And I answer back to it from time to time 
But I’ll never give up what make me tick 
Even if my ego takes a lick 

I shall set my goals 
On pale paper or paper with holes 
And I will rattle doors with a thunderous bang 
And listen to the voice of experience that sang 

Every now and then I’ll bite more than I can chew 
And kick myself in the ass when I’m feeling blue 
I won’t put off what can be done today 
And I hope to keep writing till I’m old and gray

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March 17, 2009 at 4:04 PM The emotion comes through your words in this poem. I think we all can relate to goals set too high to reach. Yes, keep on writing and sharing it with us! Karen

Robin L. Gass March 11, 2009 at 9:12 PM Excellent poetry, Laura! Your poetic heart speaks so beautifully in this. You go girl! Thank you for your kind words! Love, Robin

Raul Moreno March 11, 2009 at 8:55 PM Whoa, stunning words, the last stanza is so true...Raul

Carolyn Devonshire March 11, 2009 at 9:14 AM Laura, your "ego" will never "take a lick" when you write great poetry like this. Love the last verse; writers keep coming back for more abuse, don't they? Love, Carolyn

Michael Jordan March 11, 2009 at 1:20 AM Laura you go girl - get some you only live this life once and it does zoom by - God Bless, MJ

Sharon Winter March 10, 2009 at 8:26 AM Good for you Laura! You have a strong conviction and that is admirable indeed. Well done. Love, Shar

Tyesha Ehigiator March 9, 2009 at 8:50 PM Deep write with a powerful message..One that many can relate to.I often put off and put off until it's too late when I could have done it the first day but I guess I was too lazy.. I learned the hard way and now the voice of reason is once again in control!~Awesome~ God Bless *Tyesha

Carrie Richards March 9, 2009 at 6:10 PM I hear you Laura!! I identify with this poem, as I often have the same thoughts, have definitely bit off more than I can chew at times...and have to listen to the voice of experience! You said it perfectly! ~ Carrie