Goodbye my old friend
The ink has run dry in you
My pen once more died
I carry a book
Empty for the words I write
Small but loved by me
It starts with an emotion, a phrase, a topic
For example, maybe somewhere it's tropic
Where the sun sets beautifully
Then make it turn dastardly
When a hurricane hits
That's when the idea turns to bits
Then bring it back to the calm
But now they are more cautious of the palm
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Hour!
PoetryI've been told that I wasn't the best at poetry. So I'm just going to start writing more of it in hopes I get better. For those of you who like certain categories the title of the chapter will help you. And please tell me categories I should write a...
