Sunday, 12 August 2012

FORSOOTH I AM A POET.

MY NEW #POETRY BOOK FROM BEHIND THE MIND IS LAUNCHING SOON.

CAN'T WAIT.

Here is one that didn't make it to the book.

Somewhere I lost my mojo
I don't know where it's gone
The place I put my laughter.
The place I put my fun.
I no longer whistle loudly
Or look out at the birds.
I hear people speaking
Mean and pointless words.
Several things have come about
To make me feel less strong.
Death, loss and rejection
Feeling put upon.
I need to find that mojo
To help to set me free,
To sip the sunlit waters
To get me back to me.

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