Go ahead, throw words
and words and words
over me until I am covered.
A strong wind comes-
they blow away.
Save me the trouble
of sneezing from the dust
of your pointless particles,
your endless verbage.
Verbs are action words for a reason.
Action speaks more to me
than your cheap, cloying, meaningless cliches.
I'm closing my ears
and opening my eyes
to SEE what you are really saying.
jkc 2010
Poems from my favorite poets, Photo-shopped images/backgrounds that I created for some of them, poetry that I have written. This is a place for me to explore the beauty of words, poetry, life. It's my happy place.
Monday, July 17, 2017
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