Un-pretentious PoetryA Poem by Andrew HawkinsI write tidy little poems I have no time for flowery words I don’t try to be too clever Like “who the hell does he think he is And thats not what I’m all about I write so people know A trouble shared is a trouble halved So instead of just sitting there Some of it is happy And once you find that piece © 2012 Andrew Hawkins |
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Added on November 22, 2012Last Updated on November 22, 2012 AuthorAndrew HawkinsRichibucto, New Brunswick, CanadaAboutWhile the jury is still out about life beginning at 40 it seems, for me at least, poetry began at 40. Other than the enforced scribblings of a young child I haven't written poetry for thirtysomethi.. more..Writing
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