Herein are enclosed my thoughts, my dreams and my experiences which I want to share with you. This is my poetry and it comes from my heart. I've had so much support so I thank you all, new poem added: Melancholia
At nineteen, I was in college, sitting on the window sill of one of the classrooms one afternoon, gazing out at the city, a book of E. E. Cummings' poetry in hand. I was, at the time, enamored by words and fragmented images, more so than conventional prose.
The power of love. The pain we have felt. The rejection we see. The heart which is now hidden. Feelings, that many have felt, but is unbearable to describe. Wriiten in my own words, from my own feelings. Past, Present and Future.