Poems

Poem 10

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Poem 10

I question everything.
I question myself and why I must question everything.
  So I am silent.

I become hungry. So I eat without question.
I become tired. So I sleep without question.
I become lonely. So I love and I hate without question–
  Without silence.

Why?

                                    -Rick Mallery

I wrote this poem November 17, 2011 as a summary of my philosophy. I’ve tried to expand on it since but continue to find that saying more says less.

For Butter or Verse

Rick Mallery29 Comments

                For Butter or Verse
Darlene was a gourmand and poet.
She’d write while she cooked and sipped Moët.
    Long lines she’d compose,
    Inspired by her nose,
But pepper would cause her to blow it.