Of course, one of the reasons I’m on Facebook is to try and drive traffic over here, and one of the reasons I want people to visit this blog is so they will read my poetry. Also, as I’ve been adding friends lately, I’ve noticed in a lot of people’s profile that they write poetry. I’m adding people largely at random but I guess it’s still logical. Many of the people I know write poetry so that it’s logical that their friends would, and their friends’ friends would and their friends’ friends’ friends would, which is where I am now.
For that reason, and because I don’t want to go on a political rant every single day, I’m going to be using this space more often to introduce new poems. Feedback is always welcome, including criticism. I’m pretty thick-skinned, at least in the internet world.
Every person has a different view
despite the fact we live in the same place
it’s not that some are false and some are true
but all our eyes look out from different faces
we walk across the surface of the earth
humbled by the depths of darkest space
our lives are brief but infinite in worth
a burst of light which barely leaves a trace
we talk, we write, we try to make our case
in the play between our different worlds
the tighter that the net is interlaced
the more the universe becomes unfurled
There’s always something interesting and new
one single world, eight billion points of view

Very nice. My dad wrote poetry, songs and music. He loved Walt Whitman and Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. I have written poetry for self-expression when my children were little, in preschool, and I had an hour to read and write alone. I enjoy your poems.
Whitman was amazing. If he’d have been born a hundred or a hundred and 50 years later, he would have fit right in.