Begins And Ends


“Since when,” he asked,

“Are the first line and

last line of any poem

Where the poem begins

and ends?”


― Seamus Heaney


Elfje:    (Cinquain)



when, where

at the beginning

does it ever end





rain, rain, too much rain

nature doesn’t know balance

next season is drought





If I could be a poem
What would I want to say???
I am me, I wish to be
I am life, I am death
I am the words that pray.

The poem can do anything
the poem is the flight of fancy
Blank verse, free verse
I am what I fantasize
I am the words that show the way.

The poem sings, the poem dances,
the poem gives one many chances,
to be me, to hope to be
I am living, I will be dying
I am the words that stay.

ME and the Boss








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Spring Hill, FL, United States Two nice old folks just hanging out, not hurting a bug or anything larger. The years have been kind to us and we now we are enjoying our golden years reading and writing. We are grateful for the God given talents that we now use to help others. View all posts by merb010

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