A-Appetite-Lost Poem by Gerard Taylor

Nothing of Inspiration at these times.
But still a racing mind.
A body so out of sync right now
A old soul but still quite young in flesh somehow.
Much of these ingredients I hold
Anger, love, lust, violence
From a past so cold.
A fire of sorrow and rage
A poem flows out of me
Not just words upon a page.
So powerful for me this writing that you read,
As I allow you to enter my world so real.
Inspiring feelings I feel, my expressive language
Reaching inside of you sending you cold
So complex, yet so bold.


Gerard Taylor 26/7/09