Poems from jazzcitypoet
Corn-meal laden scent cascades over me as food rains down into the trough. I bend down to see it more closely. Suddenly, my eyes dart back...
Last year of school? Wow. But that would be an understatement
because we've been working towards this moment all our lives.
We knew this...
They say life is like a merry go round
Round and round, up and down as it cycles.
You've been here before, nothing is newfound,
it's all...
What made them who they are?
What pains and struggles embittered their past?
And I wonder if they are held by the same wonder.
Yes, a...
The greatest struggle a man faces is himself.
How shall I describe man?
He is full of trickery, deceit, and lies.
He manipulates and twists...