06/16/06
Waiting to be read the poet puts his work out for all to see,
The work maybe a thing of beauty but many may never see,
The poetry Place at myspace can see poems that arent read,
Within minutes and hours its lost in stacks of other poems hidden and dying doomed to become dead,
A thing of beauty and perfection overlooked in a room that is becomming more like a litterary tomb,
Possibilities stacked and hidden never to see their day their glory only wanting to be read from someone who enjoys words that command a say,
So if poetry is what you love to write then change your direction and change your sights and leave that myspace place and find somewhere else with a more poetic taste..