Bleed! My poet...
Again I say, BLEED!
Let your blood be posted!
Can't you feel the need?
Let the world know your angst!
Let the world know your mind!
Let the world know your joy!
Let the rhythm know your rhyme!
Bleed! My poet...
Again I say BLEED!
Without blood the flesh dies!
Are you dead... indeed?
SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
I see a great many poets posting more
REAL work. Getting down to brass tacks.
That's a great thing to see!
There is nothing wrong with
"Feel good" and nature poetry.
But sometimes the very poets who
Write it are dying inside!
We inhale words and our
Surroundings. The catharsis comes
In our lungs, the mind/soul/spirit.
These very lungs oxygenate the
Thing that keeps us alive... Poetry!
We HAVE to bleed!!!
(better read than dead)!!!!