"A poem begins with a lump in the throat." ~Robert Frost
Poise
Impressions leave lessons not learned
A—you-- turn in knowledge
I’m yearning for you to teach me…the right of way
a passage not clear here
I’ve lost something sane and waiting on the gain
I fear my eager mind… lacks
No longer looking at degrees…the fees a disease
I’m a slave by all means
I’m losing balance and breaking knees
Please seize …me
Love is
Reflexology is my philosophy
I flee your finger---tips
Im---prints on my soul
All over and round slopes
My focal point
Joints--- loosened
Untamed game
Practical magic
Outcome ….fantastic
ZZZZiiiPPPP
Words run away without thought
As letters cluster to...get...her
Hung thoughts for all to see
Having to live life alone
ZZZZiiiPPPP
Words run away without thought
Frozen lips and tongue..drips
As letters cluster to...get...her
Release..
If only she was helping thee
Hurt and lost friendships awaitIs this really happening
The surreal hit home ...she’s too far goneHaving to live life alone
