![]() My ArtA Poem by Lola NationI made this. It’s my art. (waving poem in hand) If someone asks me “where are you displayed?” I answer, “everywhere I go.” This is my poetry, my story, my show and I do say I’m a writer So, when they ask me, “where can I buy your book?” I say “you can’t.” (emphasis on you, not can’t) My soul isn’t for sale On a price tag or barcode Despite what statistics say, I’m not a mathematical equation I cannot be defined by decimals With Dewey or dollar signs So when the critics pelt me, When the audience won’t listen When the joke goes awry I remember, this is art Then I cut off my ear for spiting my nose.
© 2010 Lola NationFeatured Review
Reviews
|
StatsAuthorLola NationLos Angeles, CAAboutPlease find my work on these two sites. For poetry: http://insult-to-injury-poetry.blogspot.com/. For short stories: http://make-it-short.blogspot.com/ ABOUT ME: I am originally from Venice Be.. more..Writing
|