So Many Writers Seem To Start With Poetry… I Was No Different.
Written in my early twenties, this is a collection of young adult angst, tributes to those I loved, the melancholy musings of a die-hard romantic, and a little dabbling in the politics of the time… all of which made me appear (at least to myself) incredibly insightful and mature.
In truth, not so much.
So, why is it sitting in your hands today? Well, I’m in my mid-fifties now, and my perspective has changed once again. Now, this book is a matter of legacy, a matter of “proof of experience”, and an excuse to never write poetry again.
I hope you find something of interest within these pages. If you do, I’d love to hear about it!
Thank you for your indulgence.
No swearing or use of deity as a swear word (dang, darn, and other substitutes okay)
May contain minimal crude humor appropriate for young children and up
No descriptions of nudity
No sex or talking about sex
No kissing (except a quick peck or two)
May contain minimal violence or horror
May contain minimal discrimination or bullying
No drug, alcohol, or tobacco use by minors
May contain small mention of alcohol and tobacco use by adults