Joseph Harker’s excellent critique of one of my poems. If you haven’t already I encourage you to visit his blog which contains some great poetry as well.
Gingers and other spices
shouldn’t taint the meat,
be natural, as is
To(o) many people
vote for what is fashionable.
Another thing using Kurt Frazier‘s “Introvertical” form.
I watch the rain and all it
gave me–wondering why
my mind marches into desolation, and why the
cat of misery scratches into this realm, giving
aids to my melancholy.
No one understands this trouble,
regrets flood like rain in a gutter.