Poet13's Blog

listening to jazz waiting for the rain
another lost weekend in the city
the rhythm keeps me going
the harmony satisfies my soul
let’s sing together make up the words as we go

i’d rather be loved than be right
here’s to regret tinged with a little sadness
leavened with a bit of acceptance
those who seek to be understood must understand:

you will be disappointed
learn to live with that and happiness may follow
a rare and precious surprise
a golden nugget in a field of ore
flowers in an ashcan