Thoughts on poetry
Blog Posted:10/16/2012 4:15:00 PM
I find that many who read poetry only want to hear of happiness.
Flowers and rainbows and God's poems
/love'>love of everything. But this is not my life
a childhood of abuse, the ostrich of a mother who saw nothing..years of bullying and finger-pointing. I don't need pity, it just was what it was.
These things are ugly and do not make a pretty poem.
When I read of poseys and perpetual love I wonder to myself..is it real..
Does something else lie behind the mask ?
Is it only me who bleeds ?