Jaws
~Jaws~
The Jaws of the Present world grip me.
Not like the world of my past.
I find no cave to hide in
A world selfish to its very core;its dye is cast.
Nor can I write for poets who only want beauty,
I am so stuck literally being me.
Like a terminal illness this be.
I do mean my intensity, writing honestly!
No, not to win a contest at all.
That is my greatest downfall
For others, I recommend it,
If .....your joy is in doing it.
I appreciate the friends I have here.
You give meaning to my continuing writing poetry.
With love and gratitude,
Panagiota
October 26, 2017
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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