Well not this one.....although a few have tried with little success.....<quoted text>
You can't hold a good man down@
Hi Roxie, thanks for dropping by...
Let my poem come to you,
floating its way freely,
through the big fake world,
wild scented holy,
when it arrives,
as an ache....
embrace the hole in you,
like a hawk in the air,
sensing that it can't be caught,
feed my poem,
where spring blossoms a cherry tree,
make it a fat wombat,
contemplating life, if you like,
let it bend in the breeze,
let it leave as it came,
maybe it will open its wings to the sun,
maybe the poem and I will
just disapear in the fog ?