Lifes Work

Letters To A Young Poet

The stone falls

January 6, 1990 — Filed under: mypoems

The stone falls From our hearts Flowers rise to the sky The casing over our eyes break You seem to become tolerant With each passing minute As I am no different from others Their dreams have be captured by your charm Do not be surprised if the one that is true does not stay Look beyond the smile Words that taste so sweet may be harmful

Write if you want

February 8, 1989 — Filed under: mypoems

Write if you want The thought You thunk As you think I wrong you I do No longer am I to be predicted It will not stick Black as night Vast is the sky You are wrong As I am right Don’t try You will not succeed I am not to be understood