They say a poem is a song, a song sung by the rhythm of life. When the drumbeats are heard from the ridge yonder or the rains patter on the savannah or the beatings of the hearts of men merge in love and bond of humanity...
I call this poetry.
They might not be fixed, they might not be rigid, they might not be pre-planned but again poetry has never been about fixation but spontaneity...
So here we are exploring the beauty of life, it joys and pleasures, its ironies and sarcasm. With quill and ink we seek meaning in this life...
I call this poetry.
They might not be fixed, they might not be rigid, they might not be pre-planned but again poetry has never been about fixation but spontaneity...
So here we are exploring the beauty of life, it joys and pleasures, its ironies and sarcasm. With quill and ink we seek meaning in this life...
- Last seen on Nov 20 1:11 PM. Member since April 24, 2007.
- I'm a carnelian hope poet for 142 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "I write not for writing's sake but because I ought to".
- I am a guy (Kenya)
- When I'm not writing, I'm skating.
- I have 142 comments, 76 poems
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A poem to tell you about things, big things71 lines, 1 comment, April 24, 2007
My Poetry
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They told you that the world was unfair that the gap kept widening32 lines, 4 comments, June 25, 2008
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Beside the sea I squirmed feet lapping at surging waves5 lines, 3 comments, June 5, 2008
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fleur-de-lys : Thanks! on August 28, 2007Wow, thanks for the fav! I don't have time to look through your profile and poems right now, but I'll do it later.
