'One ought only to write when one leaves a piece of one's own flesh in the inkpot, each time one dips one's pen.'
~Leo Tolstoy
'Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.'
~Percy Shelley, A Defence of Poetry,1821
'Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.'
~Carl Sandburg
'Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.'
~William Wordsworth
'If the doctor told me I had six minutes to live, I'd type a little faster.'
~Isaac Asimov
I can hear it in the trees
as they bend and stretch.
I can see it in the stars
in their twinkling brightness.
...
Your feelings change
when the wind shifts direction.
You demand changes from me
and label it a suggestion.
...
Faced with immeasurable confrontation
I cry out in desperation
Filled to the brim with immense frustration
I search for answers with no education
...
How can you just walk away?
How can you ignore what I want to say?
Just turn your back, head for the door
...