The Power Of The Pen Poem by Connetta Jean

There was a time
when i loved
the mail man....
Much in the way
I now love
my computor...
the mail man
was my link
to people
who waited
to read
what i had written...
family and friends
had long before
stoped pretending..
(they didn't understand.)
the point of poetry
to them
" was pointless..."
waisted time.
yet the power
of the pen
can not
be turned down..
or ignored...
that's
impossiable.


connetta jean