DAMNED POETRY
Damned poetry
i've a mind to give it up
while i'm ahead,
but i'm not though
and I need the solace
it might afford,
the gravestone inscriptions,
prescriptions for a better time.
I've reached that clearing before
where the air is fresh,
where the tiniest of life forms find freedom
apart from us.
So poetry, even though it makes such a fuss
I can't give up
even though it runs away
like a cat you think you can love
never proven.
raypool
Thu 30th Apr 2020 14:17
thank you Jon , I'm chuffed you've looked up a few of my poems!
It's nice that you pick up on the sentiment of this. A fairly desperate state of mind created it!
Ray