Poetry Mash-Up

So much depends

On how I feel.

The words are so familiar

But at my back I always hear

“We were all beautiful once…”

The look of my face when He saw it,

Did He like it?

Does it look beautiful to Him?

I guess…

There are worse things

Than being alone

*The Red Wheelbarrow by William William                

*A New Poet by Linda Pastan  

*To His Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvell  

*The Act by William Williams

*Song of the Little Cripple at the Street Corner by Rainer Rilke                         

*Oh Yes by Charles Bukowski