the art of love is my specialty
and being in love is all about me
and i've had my heart aches
and often wrote about
i have an understanding
about being hurt
i share it with other people
who someone did desert
i have a special gift
that i sometimes give to God
a good part of my wisdom
and a big piece of my heart
i am an all american
a patriot that votes
often times when i'm read
people see my quotes
my heritage is in my heart
my history will not be forgotten
often times i write a line
and tell about the rotten
through the years
i felt the fears
that brought my soul to tears
but i'm glad i took the time
to write it rhyme
so that someone out there listens
Poetry is subjective and can be written how you like;
There are many different ways in which to write.
You can put it down as prose or create some double rows,
Triangles, squares etc. are alright.
I had feedback yesterday from a person with no name;
I guess most of you have had some too.
He said my poetry’s bad, archaic and awfully RANK;
But I don’t write for him, I write for some of you.
Constructive criticism is welcomed by us all
To help us each achieve a higher goal.
To knock for knockings sake is very bad indeed
It makes a normal person less than whole!
If you have something to say, make sure you give a rock
To the person whom you wish to criticise.
Give them helpful hints; you’ll find that the response
Will illuminate from their ever grateful eyes!
Poets are a most talented breed
They write of pain,sorrow and joy
They might write of their own lives
Or of a Spring sunrise
Or of a Pug Dog
Of perhaps grief
Perhaps death
Of Faith
Write
Of self
Of seasons
Perhaps the wind
Or of love gone bad
Maybe a growing love
For the love of their children
Or of a deep dark depression
Yes, Poets are a talented breed
I tried a new form for me and maybe a new form...This is a double reverse Nonet...I hope
you like it........... Taz
Us
The poets on this site
All individuals we are
Some, even neighbours, but many from afar
We look through different eyes
Our brains have different thoughts
But we all endeavour and shine
What we write are never naughts.
We come from all walks of life
Unknown to us all
But from what we write and read
We, all walk tall.
Expressing words to share, to understand we learn
To appreciate our others, absorb their internal therm
To see their reason, no need to reason ask
What spurs us all on, is to complete our written tasks
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