Francis J Grasso Poet Rhyme

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Poet Heal Thyself

Poet Heal Thyself

Make 'um rhyme
Make 'um ring
Make those people wanna sing

Keep 'um cumin'
Don't hold back
Tear out the stops, stay on the track

You don't care where you come from
They'er eyes an' ears
Not some-one

Your battered heart
That tattered soul
Don't make excuses for your droll

When morning comes
And dark is light
That's when your mind might wanna fight

Don't let it win
It's not your loss
Besides, it's your mind it ain't your boss

Stand up when you hear that bell
Tell the stories you gotta tell
You got a sorry soul to sell

04/03/2016

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Andrea Dietrich June 2, 2016 at 8:13 PM FINALLY, I think this is something like your 9th or 10th best one, and it is a goodie!! Now maybe I have seen all your very best poems!!

Jan Allison April 3, 2016 at 1:12 PM Love the sentiment here Francis - I find writing so cathartic - many poems are from my imagination but some are from real life experiences:-) hugs Jan xx7 Francis J Grasso April 10, 2016 at 10:55 PM Oh! But I will say the ones from real life seem easier to write!? Fran... Francis J Grasso April 10, 2016 at 10:51 PM Thanks for the comments Jan. I do that too but I won't ever tell which ones are which. Fran...