Marilyn Lott (5-28-42 / Washington state USA)
I Breathe Poetry
Whenever I get on the road and travel
I don't plan to write any poetry
I'll take a break, I tell myself
My vacation will be spent differently.
But everything brings on a poem
During daytime or in my dreams
I live and I breathe poetry
I just can't escape it, it seems.
So I guess I must accept who I am
And the person I have to be
For it doesn't matter my schedule
I simply breathe poetry.
Marilyn Lott's Other Poems
- 20 Mule Team Borax Museum
- 2007 Red Earth Parade
- 3 White Ducks
- 4th of July Fireworks
- A Barrel of Ruby Red Wine
- A Bear named Teddy Fuzz
- A Bologna Sandwich?
- A Boy In Hope
- A Buffalo of Distinction
- A Buffalo Sighting
- A buffet to Remember
- A Cat Named Frank
- A Centennial Party
- A Chat with the Lord
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