Black and White

Us poets- we’re liars, all of us

we weave tales of happiness

of love and love

when in real life we’re hanging by a thread

desperately scrawling down hopeful words

to stop the mad ones in our heads.

We write about the world

try to convince you that it’s really perfect

but even we don’t have faith in these words yet

and call it inspiring

call it wishful thinking

call it whatever you like

but I want to believe in what I write

I want to live my life out in the real world

and not just on paper

I want to go outside and have adventures

I want to smile knowing that it’s real

and I want to think that time does heal

for once in my life

I want to trust my words

and believe that everything is going to be alright

because after all, it’s right here in front of me

in black and white.

Reviews

[Brook]

Great write as usual! I love the flow and the tone. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I believe writer's write what they know ans see.
"I want to trust my words
and believe that everything is going to be alright
because after all, it’s right here in front of me
in black and white."
I have told people. Old ancient was the point of view of the writer. May not be the truth of this world. Words written mean more or less because of where we are standing and what we believe. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry. Made old Johnnie think today.
Coyote

[wordman]

loved it,i think a lot of us write our lives ,and life as we know, or see it..
but i guess a lot write of make believe,and you are right we should all go outside and live