I am often greeted with surprise when friends discover my poetry. Most of us have the wrong idea about poetry anyway. It isn't about nursery rhymes that you learned as a child. It is about conveying feeling and emotion with words. The poems in "Life Is Simple, Really" and "Poems For Lovers" attempt to do that. As an example, this poem is called "Photograph". What feeling does it bring to you, if any?
PHOTOGRAPH
He looked at the photograph closely,
image of his youth,
filled with promise, and
overflowing with optimism.
In a single dimension,
the photograph reminded him
of another self,
free to hope,
free to wonder,
free to grasp, and
looking for the future.
He remembered the photographer,
prodding,
annoying,
motioning, and
jostling with the hangers on
and the wannabes.
Sharing his soul,
whether he wanted to or not.
He took a picture in his mind,
moved to another decade,
and
wondered whether the wisdom
of age
would be enough
to bring the photograph back to life.
Did it look back at him
and laugh? 
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