Poems from CRSpencer
Watching news with family,
Heavy with worry and grief.
Niece was scared.
Crying hard just like the rain.
Flooding everywhere.
Tornados...
Laughing or crying, all is swell,
Just to know he is doing well.
He yawns and stretches, giggles and smiles.
Just loving everyone, and...
Sitting and thinking. What's poetry means to me? To me its here, its there. Its the way we walk, talk, and think. We are poetry. We wish to...
Everything goes on, moving and flowing. Never stopping. I think and breath, so let me break free. I'll fall and stumble, and pick myself up...