Roaming Thunder

I have wandered with my poems from Mexico towns to Canadian mountains. My writings have saved me from growing lazy and from going crazy. I am still trying to find myself and my last breath is when I might.

"Your work is grand when you believe, scribe and scream it." KJC

Last seen right now. Member since October 24.
I am a 54 year old person (United States)
I have 11 poems

My Poetry

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Monkey Frees

From out of nowhere,
grabbing the cage keys,

19 lines, December 7. In Weird, Humor, Nature, My own style, Happiness
Cycled Soul No More

If the light at night was very soon right,
my mind would sigh maybe a thousand times.

18 lines, December 7. In Thoughts, Life, My own style
Letting Them Be

Catch and hold a tiny fly with your hand.
It keeps squirming amidst insanity.

24 lines, December 4. In Nature, Happiness, Love, My own style, Hope, Freewrite
Hard Well So What

I heard there were golden rules.
Who wrote the book on evil?

24 lines, December 3. In Anger, Society, Children, Message, Family, My own style