My art is flow of conscious. it is not to be taken serious. I do not condone violence towards people nor animals. All my poetry is fueled by my own pain and trauma. it is not to make sense unless it does, then it's intentional.

My heart stretched too far
     the moth would never
     reach the star

     love too much I desire
     over-wooed it takes cover
     my longings they die like a quick fire-

     ambition makes me blind
     all my friends they walk away
     loyalty they gladly leave behind-

     life I hold too dear
     it refuses to be smothered
     and sternly declares: Don't come near!

Think about yourself.
11/1/2020

We write to liberate ourselves as best as we can, never to compete or 'show off'.  Poetry that's too artificially inflated defeats its purpose.  It can't be forced or coaxed.  High-sounding words do not add substance. Words are like notes in a musical piece.  Just as the latter follow one another in sequence to create a certain effect, so do words.  Naturalness and spontaneity is the hallmark of all good writing.  A worthy poem strikes at our very core when it unfolds itself so delicately as the flowering of a bud---we flow with it and identify our feelings with it--it's a moment of awakening so to speak -our hearts are touched, our spirit is elevated and we are transported into that beauty and poignancy beyond the bounds of the poem itself.  This is a peak experience and brings us close to the celestial and sublime.  

    (Many thanks for sharing your views with me)

Art does not have to explain itself
its function is to present itself