by Louis Marvin
what rituals
brothers and sisters of the realm
what ideas to this noble round table
where the greats and others with similar words
have stood, with the birthing pains in their creative loins
in each instance, you wonder what will it do?
how will it survive?
what will it give to the world?
and you say to it
like so many mothers and fathers
have said to their children,
"just be happy my little poem, and make them smile more than you
make them cry"
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ABOUT THE POET ~
writing as Louis Marvin since 1989, island is the muse, with Chinese girls and Hawaiian culture thrown into a pot of saguaro fired coyote dropping from the deserts of Arizona and Barstow
Last updated July 06, 2015