Poetry, spoken word, maybe even general musings about my life or my observations about the world and beyond. I find that when I write a poem a day it's like therapy for my soul. Being a performance artist and a lone wolf, it's nice to know someone out there reads them, makes me feel acknowledged, maybe it even touches you and makes you think.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
A Dash of Dill
A dash of dill weed
Who else would offer this simple kindness?
Fresh cherries grace my lunch sack
Time to sip fresh coffee before I go into the world
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