Another poem has arrived …

special words – poetry
sacred words – poetry
scared words – poetry
daring deeds – poetry
language of the soul
no aim – no goal
not making sense – poetry
no wall – no fence – poetry
out of the ordinary – poetry
no tomorrow – no yesterday – poetry
language of the soul
no aim – no goal
you and me – poetry
pure and free – poetry
roots and fruits – poetry
multi-coloured blues – poetry
language of the soul
no aim – no goal
gathering feathers
in all kinds of weather
follow your vision
without permission

Poetry Cone And More, But Why?

Poet Looking For Publisher
I would like to publish a book
have a look, have a look
I have been writing for a while
just on impulse – quite a pile
there isn’t much to it
somehow I just do it
I admit as a poet
I often blow it.
that doesn’t really matter
often it makes things better
as each and every poem
consists of a flexible foam
but I’m guilty of the one crime
I try too hard for a clever rhyme
only sometimes, not all the time
sometimes I even break the rule
and I hope that that is cool.
your anarchist and outsider poet

Random Sculpture At Bantry Fair

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