I recently set out in earnest to write the book that I've been threatening to write for so many years now. The better part of the last few years was spent contemplating whether or not I had anything of real value to add to the clutter out there. This was easily over shadowed by whether…
Poetry often belies the age of the poet, but always reveals the struggles of the soul. What we write of youth, applies to old. But most would rather resist it, Than bear the truth be told. I’m in love with life. But I hate the world.
Pleasantries aside, Life awaits. A release waiting to be honoured, A being of self resisting restraint, An expression of the soul refusing all rules, A delight of indulgence to tickle a child. Laughter Love Abandon Life awaits.
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