If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
Husband and wife Companions for life Mature love that deepens And mellows with time Life’s eroding winds
My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
I am stronger Than you think I am I am weaker Than I look
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
