Poetry Walks

a poet is one who writes verses and one who does not write verses a poet is one who throws off fetters and one who puts fetters on hims...

We can't be seen together. Our paths are separate. You belong to the butcher, I am an alley cat. You eat from a nickeled plate. I ea...

I made my contract with the truth to restore light to the earth. I wished to be like bread. The struggle never found me wanting. But ...

The human species has given me the right to be mortal the duty to be civilized a conscience 2 eyes that don't always function very ...

What history fails to mention is Most everybody lived their lives With friends and children, played it cool, Left truth & beaut...