Biography of DARREL KINCAID
Didn't start writing until this year, age 49, when I decided all those words in my head deserved a better place to be. Still actually don't write poetry, in true form, more like I splash words down in written form and pray the flow of what I say becomes a good imitation of a true poem.
DARREL KINCAID's Works:
After I'm dead? Can only wish, a legacy is a nice thing to leave.
DARREL KINCAID Poems
When Depression Owns The Heart.........
.......It's a depression so deep it finds a way into the Soul, traveling through every pore of your Heart.
The Gain Of Loss
Hardest of Lifes lessons is loss, In which having becomes without,
Just A Picture
Look above, it is, Just a picture, to inscribed into my being, all needs.
An Angel In Your Midst
You have an angel here beside you, feeling vaguely familiar to you,
Never Be Sorry
Never be sorry of your wrongs, However many,
Do You Think About?
Do you think about breathing as a source for Life, or do you think about Life as a reason to breathe?
Loser Of Life. Please Define.
What do you see as the goals of Your Life? Do you see riches and fame?
'Weighted Wings' Born in venture to soar,
I Try So Hard
'I Try So Hard'
Love Is Smiling
'Love is Smiling'... ...As You lay down beside Me.
The Withering Of Beauty
The withering of Beauty, the faltering of Life.
The Whispering Of Me.
Such noise as I make, just silence to some.