Poems from Francis Cooper - Mac
Uncovered Gifts.....
hidden,
covered,
overgrown,
in gardens
of living plants
and people,
things of beauty
smothered,
the invader...
Today Will Be Yesterday, Tomorrow.......
Yesterday is past,
Even if we could
We can't change that.
Today is hither;
Today is present...
Conclusion.....
Bad Verse
In Reverse;
Meanderings
Of a Brilliant Mind.
Completed,
Concluded,
So it seems,
‘Twas
Of long time...
Rocking Chair, Comfy Seat.....
Rocking chair
Comfy seat,
Sitting here I gaze,
Out into my garden space
Rain oh rain is tumbling down...
Says You, Says I.....
I have no TALENTS!
I don’t have GIFTS!
I cannot paint a PICTURE,
Nor pen a VERSE,
I cannot play MUSIC,
Let...