How can I save my most brilliant poems for the Lit journals to reject?
This is the best poem I have written for a while- I hope you like it 🙂
I am your bird.
It is me you meet
In the hour absurd.
In the hour absurd.
Not the dog
That howls at the moon
Or the cat
That fights in the night.
That howls at the moon
Or the cat
That fights in the night.
But the bird
That sings to you
Makes dreams with you
While the rest of the world
Is asleep.
(Gerry Aldridge)
That sings to you
Makes dreams with you
While the rest of the world
Is asleep.
(Gerry Aldridge)

