Monday, February 14, 2011

Out of a Crowd

Out of a Crowd

Heart feels warm, full, clear
My eyes closed, you can enter
Senses recognize

Ken Goree

I called this poem Out of a Crowd, as in “picking someone out of a crowd,” to try to explain how a person’s senses become heightened when they have found that special someone that they have “chemistry” with. 

So often, I find that, I am not satisfied with my poems.  There is so much more I would want to say, or I wish I had said it better.  At least with the haiku, saying it better is my only worry … I have to be satisfied with the length.

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