Shadows playing
Games of solitude
As red lights
And saddness
Surrounds the paper of words.
~Nov 2, 1971
I don't plan to stay too long
I might not stay at all
It's just that now I need the time
And some one place to be.
~Nov 11, 1971
Now they're
Lined up against
A wall
One by one
They come
Two by two
They leave
Sigh....
~Nov 2, 1971
In my teen years, I wrote
In my teen years, I wrote several poems, also. I wish they had been as good as yours are here, and I wish I had been as smart as you obviously were then---to save my early poems as you saved yours. There ought to be a book of advice written for young poets: save everything . . . discard nothing . . . clip multiple drafts of any poem together . . . invest in folders---many, many folders.
J-Called
Lovers
And lovers don't decide what you've "outgrown". I'm heading now to read you poem. Thanks for the acknowledgement and poem.
Advice To Adolescent Poets, When Your Own Resources Do Not Seem Sufficient.
Gladly, and thanks to you for
Gladly, and thanks to you for posting your adolescent poems, and for setting an example that I really wished I had seen before 1978.
J-Called
I Hope U Stay At PostPoems
FOR~EVER! - ~(:D)- Lady A
Thank you
As long as its here I will You too~Debbie
Until Death
or arthritis takes my fingers :D. ~A~