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About This Author
 Writing poetry allows me to exercise my imagination and share it with others. I strive to write for the benefit of the reader using carnival fun mirror images of my life's experiences.
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| Aye, here's the dab of brilliance I fool myself into believing. (And now to live up to the spot I've put myself into.) There's a cat in my mind that wants to be shown affection but it annoys all that attempt to provide it. There's a moose in my belly that is fattening itself for a winter hardship that never comes. If I were to steal some bread would it be a sin? No, it wouldn't because that'd only happen if I were starving or crazy... and I've rarely skipped a meal. Creativity is a cat, That prowls inside my mind, It desperately seeks affection, But it's extremely annoying, And doesn't get along with the moose in my belly. |
