Down On Me Poem by Jeffrey Philip Clegg
Down On Me
The thrills of Spring
The fun of Summer
The pills of Winter
To lift the bummer
Of delusively sitting on
top of the world
Then watching my
insanity come to
unfurl...
I sit back and wonder -
Is my pen to blame
for false visions of grandeur or
fortune and fame?
Fantasia led from one thing
to another...
Now my spirit is penniless
Can you spare a dime
brother?
What about the upside of you? Money means nothing...metaphorically speaking...you got a creative soul that will rise from the ashes...
Interesting thoughts here. How about an English penny will that help :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/19/2024 1:27:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Is this old or new? I think I remember it.... It's good. I'm glad you've gotten happier since then....You dork!