Some believe that poetry should rhyme and follow certain rules; but for me, poetry is when the words fall out of my head onto the paper. And when I read those words later, they still speak to me. Perhaps something i've spewed forth strikes a chord in you...
this is my poetry
Sunday, August 20, 2006
summer toes
Today I have... summer toes
My feet don't want no shoes My toes want to show off My latest great pedicure... And feel the air And wiggle through grass And dip into the pool And play in the rain Bare as their birth day.
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