Sitting with my Lap Top
I Wonder what to say
Exploring ways of thought
To create poetry in some new way.
I think it's getting near the time
To move away from conformity
But rime has been the way of mine
Except I have a growing curiosity.
I find it hard to leave the path
Sitting here thoughts proceed to rise
I want to stop and start to laugh
And tears begin inside my eyes.
Thursday, February 12, 2015
Monday, February 9, 2015
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
But I can see nothing else well
I'm sitting here wondering what to do
Am I on my way to Hell
I will use my courage and fly up high
Surely I am not the only bird
Others will come when they hear me cry
Getting into the painting is really weird