My life was passing
with no where to go.
Four blank walls,
friends a no-show.
I ventured the internet
and randomly chose
a site with poetry
sprinkled with prose.
Postpoems was the place
with an open door.
Scanning the list,
I saw the name "Hawksquaw."
I entered her hall...
Her bio exposed
a certain air
from Avon Lady
to a machine shop fare.
Immersed and absorbed
into her words of script.
Words from her soul
through her spirit's quip.
Read me! Read me!
Critique me if you dare.
I appreciate your opinions
of my volumes posted here.
My spirit goes out
to a gal named Renee'
for showing me a way
to create again.
WELL said,great poem,you're on a roll,can't keep up lol L&P
Hello Again, Yes so many of us will relate to this poem, and you put it so well. Thanks for sharing.I am enjoying your page. Best always, David.L.