Poetic Wealth (Poem)

When I reach a thousand poems

I will write a thousand more

And pass the best down generations

To pack away and store

Will my words extend past death

Or when it ends, do they as well

I hope my poems find a home

In their minds and not a shelf

I know that they won't make me rich

How to define wealth

The knowledge that I know I've helped

Will help improve my health

I write about this for fun

And I reach deep to write about that

So I get a perfect perspective

On where my life is at

Reviews

[}Echo{]

This is cool. For awhile I didn't think I could write anything but stories and books, but now I can write poems... I'm pretty sure most of them are pretty suckish though... Great poem. :)

[Damien Davison]

I honestly think you have talent, and if you keep at it you can be a very great writer!

[}Echo{]

Thanks. :)

[Baby Ricochet]

I write poems cause I can. Weather or not they suck is a matter of perspective. Is that the wrong Weather for weather? F**k i don't know. Anyway I consider the minute I spent reading this poem to have been a good minute so thank you for making at least one minute of my life not me thinking about sex.

[Damien Davison]

I'm glad to have provided an enjoyable minute! ha, thanks a lot.

[MOON]

Lovely write and a great reason to write. Love how the words flow and the opening lines particularly.

[Damien Davison]

Thank you, I appreciate the review!