“Don’t use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry.”
― Jack Kerouac
Paint an image on my mind
with your words
sketch landscapes, red with passion
with cool blue water running through it
show a bird swooping down
catching a fish
and feel the fish
gasping as its torn apart in the eagle’s mouth
Communicate feeling with rhythm
ties and cries, no lie defies
you touch my soul, can I be whole
Conversation will never touch this
my lines to you, my heart’s wish
Still we speak and hit the wall
we talk but at not to each other
you walk away, i walk
then in the morning hand you my poem
and perhaps you’ll understand
Lesson by G A Rosenberg
