Prologue

This is the prologue to a book of poetry I have written called 69 Poems. Check it out on iTunes and Youtube! Welcome, dear Reader, but enter at will, For, herein lie the Fruit of Despair; The Chalice of Ecstasy, over-brimming with thrill --You stand on the threshold...procede if you dare! You'll be cast in the sea, whisked away along currents Of thought and of laughter, of pennance and sorrow; The song of the heart ripped by merciless torrents, But there will -take my word- always be a tomorrow. I offer to strangers this piece of my soul, That all, which I feel, may somehow help others. To revel in suffering is, in essence, the goal, But I hope that my verse neither sickens nor smothers. So, if you don't like the book of this poet, I give my permission: in the garbage to throw it!