1. My Mark

Withdrawn

I trust my vision to 
Others, that's why
I hit publish so fast.
Unsure if what I say
Will land or stand.
Sharing it with you
Is all I can do. I feel
Like Florence Foster
Jenkins, promoting 
My shakiest high 
Notes. Sending my
Thoughts, my poems
To the ether of the
Internet is my social 
Act, making my mark,
Making it -whatever
It may be- sing or fly
Poem 2 Cloud Cover

My head is up in
The clouds as I
Have so often told
You, that collective
You to whom I write
For whom I write.
The clouds are my
Magic carpet, my 
Highway to heaven.
A route so ephemeral 
I fear to tread on its
Soft shoulders and
Wonder where they
Will take me just as
I wonder where they
Have gone as they 
Float by and away.



		
	
	


	

			

						

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