Poems from sitdownmaster
I'm 63,
My poetry sucks!
Guess I'm out of luck.
(No JAM today)
I’ve been through the Storm
Didn’t hurt till IT was gone.
I’ve been torn apart…
Now’s the time to start…
Are you ready to start?
Hate Me...
There Was A Knock On The Door
I Bolted From My Chair
But B4 I Could Ascertain
The Presence of the Caller
Holmes Intercepted and Like A Cat...
Sometimes in the late evening
I can feel a presence near me.
A friend visits and asks a favor.
I can not refuse the smile of nervous...
Take me Mother Consciousness
To the Kingdom of the Pyramids
Where Nothing Is
And Eternity lasts
Where time
Is neither slow
Nor fast
Father...