Can’t get no satisfaction
Not locking in on anything
Adrift on the wind caprice
Fourth line slips; like a greased pig
I started to change myself talk
Gaining new strength with every word
This is truly who I am today
I don’t need another cure
Versifying verifies our voice
The voice that holds us up high
As long as we write down our words
They’ll define who we are and we’ll not die
© 2012 Michael Yost 05/29
I live the last two lines, good poem Michael!
love, not live
Amazing poem, Michael! Perfect throughout.
Michael,
A very strong and powerful poem. Very glad to have discovered your words again.
Eileen
Thanks.
Great work, Michael! Expresses what I’ve been feeling lately.
smart wordplay.
Thanks again.
Your imagery has become much more dramatic.
I wish I could show some different styles of poems, but when I do them I rarely publish them. Not so good.
Maybe you will. Maybe it’s all part of the learning process for you.