mikeloughlin

I know a young woman

I know a young woman who writes poetry, she says she has to
Her mother sings, she says she wants to
She only sings to the privileged,
she entertains them she says
If they don’t come back, she knows they’re not
I know a young lady who paints, why shouldn’t she
She has to do something while her mother sings and her sister poems
She paints in Acrylics and oils, why wouldn’t she?
One has to do something
What do you do?

cdwork

I watch flowers grow- because I need to
mikeloughlin in reply to cdwork’s comment

You don’t need to, you want to.
Estelle O'Brien

I paint because I like to.
Carolyn Staut

I create because it is how the divine flows through me.
machandel

I meet a gray beard who spills poetry
and who´s picts kindle laughter inside me,
don´t know what all his ideas are about,
except this: life´s too short for nor laughing out loud.
mikeloughlin

You’re a poet and you don’t know it!!!!!!
CATNIPMEOW

I cry at the worlds injustices
I smile at babies brand new
I admonish the mean
I ignore the obscene
and sometimes I laugh 2 !
mikeloughlin

I bet you laugh a lot. With your outlook on life, you won’t go far wrong.