Wayward in unjust life.
Tossed with all strife.
Here my noise on a page.
Maybe to come of age.
Another poem next to me.
Now Im not alone and free.
Many noise poems with me.
Here on the page to see.
What is that noise.
Another poem from the coys.
So true, many of us will share the same thought. Nicely penned Poewhit. best wishes Jon.
I like this..... It flows very well and I enjoyed it.. Good write!
That is so true, Joseph! So much goes on within the poet/writer with so many thoughts that just daily life alone evokes. Keep writing and posting. A '10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn
You have a unique style my friend full of rhymes and yet discordant at the same time. I have read several of your poems and will read more later I am an old fashioned formalist still attempting to come to grips wityh free form
Many noise poems with me. Here on the page to see. What is that noise. Another poem from the coys....very well said and done.. it needs recognition and well place home in page....10 read mine number one.. can i reach on top
The use of the word coys made me to think. Interesting piece.
...needs a home is already enough to convey a message of 'life'- the need not just to live in a house but to at home. nice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is true, therein lies the problem we all have. everybody is a poet but doesn't know it.