I am not a Poet
I am not a poet; I write poetry I was inspired to write just 2 years ago after a bout of depression and anxiety, believing that I had ulcers, I was to find out later thatI had no ulcers, it was my heart giving out.
Mental breakdown to follow, physical too I was having a heart attack, I didn’t know what to do. I was advised by consul to dictate my every move, I started documenting and found I was putting everything in my writing in rhythm and rhyme.the words be true.
In the beginning my mind focused on pain, and suffering, that is the basis of my poetry, than I started noticing the birds and the bee.
All of a sudden feeling, for the downtrodden, recognizing myself as a true force in need, the whole world opening in my thoughts waiting there for me.
How can I help to solve, what am I to do. as prayers is all I had.
I found love in my daily thoughts. my poetry had a jumping start.
I dedicate my poetry to my family the present and the past, but most of all I shall never forget my Kitty Kat. As I betrayed her before her time.put her to sleep, she was blind.
June 4 2003
To you this box of Chocolate
to you I am sincere,
as to one I hold so close to me,
as this valentine day appears.
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We reach the bay of Serenity after a long journey,
I Captain Wallaby returning from the sea.
how I yearned to be home once again. an free.
As I stand on a bollard, I plainly see my room, protruding
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Captain Wallaby Supreme Commander HMS ~Fantasy
After a long journey on the HMS Fantasy bringing cotton, tea, breadfruit much more, Her manifest reveals.
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Where has all the soldiers gone, long time remembered,
all the graves stone say, the same, the day they surrendered,
Why where they all told: to survive; they must kill their
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