Michael J. Falotico Poet Senryu

Life of a Poet

A lone cloud floats free..
      A steady breeze sits behind..
          Lends a hand not seen..

                                                                 A childs lost youth..
                                                              Dances to older music..
                                                            Writes of years to come..

            A man stands alone..
      His life and past not far from..
              Each Poem ,a day..

                                                                  I now write of life..
                                                            To where it has taken me..
                                                                And where I am now..

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Dinda Minardi September 21, 2011 at 11:11 PM this is amazing, Michael. Something every poet can relate. :)

Cory Long September 21, 2011 at 7:37 PM love it!! Only a true poet can write of life and the journey of it.. cory

Linda-Marie Sweetheart September 21, 2011 at 6:59 PM lovely intricate lines Michael luv.. an honest expose' of life and trials which have been overcome one day at a time.. going far and farther with your grand words of hypnotic quality ..oh J.G. in tired mode with this darn move.. sore everywhere..oh ..xoxo..