Years, it has been years since I have touched this blog page, not a big deal I only have 1 follower and I am unsure he will even read the page. Anger supported my blogs. Now a day, poetry. Let's begin.
Poetry is different, this day and age
Sonnets no more, no one cares in this age
Gone, lost are the romantic vessels
Brush, paint, voice and stage all remain locked in a box-
tied up, replaced by stencils.