YOU
You create poetry
by simply standing
in the
afternoon rain,
cigarette dangling
from a crooked
smile.Some of us
have to work
harder
at this kind of thing.
— William Taylor Jr., American poet based in San Francisco
Sphere: Related ContentYOU
You create poetry
by simply standing
in the
afternoon rain,
cigarette dangling
from a crooked
smile.Some of us
have to work
harder
at this kind of thing.
— William Taylor Jr., American poet based in San Francisco
Sphere: Related Contenti bet they never
Wise men say it’s good to know
when to let go of things
but I bet they never saw you
in that dress
stretched out on the damp grass
with the late afternoon sun
shining
down
just so.
— William B. Taylor, Jr., American Poet based in San Francisco.
Sphere: Related Contentthe sad old buildings
lean against it
a beauty
you would have to see
to understand
today my sadness
is bigger than Jesus
but there is a joy
even in this
a quiet bar on Polk Street
something to drink
and a table by the window
outside
the people seem
to have places
to go
the cars
roll up and down
lights flash
green and red
and I could never find it
in myself
to strive for more than this
never dreaming
to be anything
other than the sky
or the smell of rain.