I stand alone
on this rocky path
that only I can see
I see things
none else in the world
have ever seen or dreamt
I hear voices
singing sweetly
all the unwritten songs
I share words
hiding arcane wisdom
that can never be understood
you mock me
call me simple fool
but you are so very wrong
I am not simple
and never will be
no matter how you cut me.
YOU ARE READING
Toxic Brain Dump:National Poetry Month 2015
PoetryEvery April is National Poetry Month - so here is a poem-a-day to celebrate the month. Each poem is a spontaneous stream-of-conscious writing exercise with a 45-minute time limit. Sit back and relax this will get messy! To help spark my creativit...
