The Color Of The Metaphors In My WorldA Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)I
like to walk a fine line Straight
as the lost form Of
cursive writing. Some
can understand my handwriting, Others
find it to be chicken scratch.
I
try to be the master Of
beating around the bush, But
there are those that think I
am just destroying the landscape, While
other think I am Adding
character to the scenery.
Perceptions
are an element of life And
a poet writes for their seasons, Whether
my weather is Sunshine
or rain, Hot
and humid or minus zero… I
hope anyone that reads me Is
their own meteorologist And
not using machines To
predict my feelings.
For
much like my metaphors in these verses There
is more to me Than
the color of the sky in my creative world.
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Added on November 18, 2014Last Updated on November 18, 2014 AuthorThe Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)It's better to be dead and cool than alive and uncoolAboutBirth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate. This is my world of my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more..Writing
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