for national poetry writing month, i’ll be posting one of my poems every day. today: a random poem, selected blindly from one of my poetry databases.
all over this land
my bell rings with water in it
it rings and it brings
cups full of overflowing worries
nagging guilting voices
saying
no no no
my own voices
ringing out danger
ringing out warning
and what i could do
is use my own voice
and sing songs of love