"To be or not to be," as ole Bill wrote, you see. Choosing to be a bard, he knew could make life hard. "Nevermore, nevermore," is what good ole Poe swore. He knew too well the pains that a …
Poetry Emotion
Why has the fine art of making a rhyme, lasted for so long throughout human time? What exactly is the fascination with this old form of imagination? Who was the first to think of a …
The Artist Currently Known As Prince
Pure funkadelic, emitting good vibes, the masses of fans like many small tribes. "What's my name?" he asks. "Prince!" The crowd roars back. You see on his face, a smile starts to …
Relax Syntax
Why must poetry always be pretty? Well, at least for me that's how it must be. Why can't I free form? Disregard the norm? Just let the words swarm around in a storm. I must always …
Fun time
One is fun. Two is too. Three is free. Four is more. Five alive. Six just sticks. Seven then eight is great. Nine devine. Ten the end. …
Where do I belong?
The world is such a strange and unique place. Where do I fit in and where is my space? I do not know what I'm destined to do. I have no idea, not one tiny clue. I have the talent to do …