Lifes Work

Letters To A Young Poet

Gloomy dooms

October 10, 1993 — Filed under: mypoems

Gloomy dooms Swirl and sway Wicked witches were once heard to say See me crawl down these walls Wise men don’t walk without their ball Smile Frown Make strange noises Write my story in a sill Things may seek Some might find Rhymes and riddles Laugh and make fiddle Don’t go Walk everly so