Hi! I'm Chuck Audette
Thanks for reading! I always appreciate comments and constructive criticism, so don't be shy! Here in Vermont it's already cold, so I'll warming by the computer and will be sure to read your poetry in return.
'Truth is Love'
such words were said
as the poet painted
the town
...
To the heavens they would rise
my yarns, excuses, alibis.
Such tall tales I could tell
and all constructed very well
...
the wind whispers
a wary warning
There was plenty, still
early this morning
...