Dead Poet Society Poem by Adryan Barnathan
Dead Poet Society
** ''Things fall down, people look up
and when it rains, it pours''...
...poetry, once written is dead
no sense beating it, over the head...
real poetry, runs through you…
you've got to do what you do
when you do what you do'!
funny, funny smart boy...I actually wrote this after being 'evicted' from a poetry group for being (can you believe this) too contraversial! Old Prunes keep their wrinkles so yeah, I guess it did give me diarohhea! warmly, adrienne
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4/19/2024 7:41:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Poetry lives inside, until you release it on paper then it is stuffed, Mounted and hopefully appreciated. Taxadermy of poetry, I'll mount yours on my mantle.