Best Poems Written by Donovan Whittaker

Throw Back My Drink

The soul burnning aching
of frivolous fear
is an aching crease
in my caring blown-tree
of selfless intrigue
and celeste persona

and blind wisemen
drink handfuls of 
woman's persona

I bathe in dusks warm
embrace and I fall
backwards into the 
wide open hole of my soul
and I wonder on the situation
of the moment

I throw back my drink and
marvel at the grace of my
life and the simplicity of birth

Copyright © Donovan Whittaker | Year Posted 2006