Anthony Charles King

Rookie (02-04-1966 / Glasgow, Scotland)

An Animal With Wings - Poem by Anthony Charles King

why do we scribble so....
dear poets
alone
weeping ink into the void

...and for whom
for whom do we 'bleed'

our soul
...in words
our heart
....to verse

and this muse that summons us so..
for what do we owe such pain and wild abandonement

so to identify
..so to annuncify
............so to immortalize

i am no more a poet than you are a killer...


Comments about An Animal With Wings by Anthony Charles King

  • (5/3/2006 7:48:00 AM)


    WOW!

    I love this poem! Its really deep...
    But it is because of others we have this pain
    And so we...express out pain and sorrow through our words
    : D
    keep writing my fellow poet

    Dona
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 3, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 21, 2010


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