So Art Does Imitate Life


My poems remind me of my life,

A mirror of my mental strife.

It's like I straddle every line.

I try to make all angles fit.


Blank verse, free verse, meter and rhyme.

Poe, Dickens, Whitman and Wilde.

I mix it all because I can.

I want none.

I want it all.

Structure and freedom.



The same exact way I try to balance,

My religious convictions and                                                                                       sense of justice,

My analytical aloofness and                                                                              passionate responses.

I wish I were one or the other.

I wish I could round off my angles.

But I can't lose a half of myself,

Because then, what would I be?

A person solid in all of my beliefs,

In all of my dreams,

Because the other voice has been screened.


Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  

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