POETRY AS JESS TAUGHT ME

First day first dose
he kicked me
Wanker do you know
damn poetry
Go play football...
Over time he kicked me harder
testing my nerve
but I was a bullet
not an arrow
he got unnerved ...

GRADUALLY HE STARTED LIKING ME
then taught me all the nuances
of WHAT POETRY is ..

Wait for tomorrow I shall return...

ADD ON...

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: UNIVERSE...ETERNITY C/O ME, ROU

Favorite Poets: All across the Internet whom I read , and they inspire..

Comments

Geezer

3 years 2 months ago

Tomorow has come...

I can't wait to
what lessons from the master
you can show this little me
I really am quite anxious
I think you would agree

Let's see a masterpiece
Come on, show me more
Show me tricks, show me dreams
Run down the sandy shore

I'll dig up the body
We'll make a ritual scene
Have a picnic at the graveside
We'll let him be real mean

I'll be waiting... ~ Geez.
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lovedly

3 years 2 months ago

Gee

Reading you is an equal treasure
keeping you in mind is living pleasure
got up late so I desire you wait

I shall a masterpiece make
my life you stake

good poetry you rake

Jackweb

3 years 2 months ago

I missed Jess!

He was a master of poetry! I missed him so much. I used to chat him on messenger. He has a good command of English. He was a good instructor.

Candlewitch

3 years 2 months ago

dear Lovedly,

I miss Jess too. he asked me to send him my book (eddy styx: "The Book Of Styx" he said that he enjoyed it very much, and corrected a few mistakes, LOL! we had chats in the Chat Room.

looking forward to more...
*hugs, Cat

lovedly

3 years 2 months ago

great was he

u will like some of his teachings I share with all many now follow me thanks Cats to poets well wishers like are yee

Jackweb

3 years 2 months ago

He was a master!

Good things hardly last! May his gentle soul rest in perfect peace.