why can't I have anything nice to say? by Lisa-Dawn SparlingIf you don't have anything nice to say don't say it at all.
Flip that and reverse it for my poetry.
Why is it that I only write about the turbulance
and not about the beautiful destination when I arrive?
Why is it that I only write about what makes me hollow
and not about what filled me up in the first place?
My muse must be some cranky, critical,constipated 80 year old man
that only comes out when there is misery around me.
This year I hope to add a folder called happy poems..
this is my challenge
To be inspirational and uplifting
I vow to make you smile for once instead of cry.
I will learn, if I don't have anything nice to say,
I should find Something, dig deep in there, and find something...
or don't say anything at all. 01/03/2007 Posted on 01/04/2007 Copyright © 2025 Lisa-Dawn Sparling
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