capital I is for me
this is my poetry the way I like it
and sometimes it’s just not good
or not nearly good enough
but it’s mine and I’ll stand beside it
the good along with the bad
the funny and serious and corny
left for dead in the city
or alive out in the country
jamming to the blues or rock and roll
those poetry gods gave me the freedom
to do whatever I like
including those floating butterfly verses
only I can call my own
nobody
can make me change anything
not one letter from a lower to upper case
or vice versa
because the way I wrote it
the first time
that’s how it was meant to be
and it makes no difference whether or not
it was the way it ought to be
november two thousand fourteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
jdubqca 
I wouldn’t change a thing – smiles
Thank you, K – I think I won’t ;`)
YES!!! Yes! yes! Yes! YES!!! The strength to be yourself.
yes indeed, Archie – the way we were meant to be!
yes indeed!
;`)
Ha .. I modify myself.
Appreciate your readership, my friend.
Love your work! 🙂
Thanks so much, Mary, I greatly appreciate your support!
Sure we all agree with you here…
Thank you Denise
AMEN!!
😀
Precisely!
Sorry I’ve been away so long…just popping in to say Happy New Year 🙂
Hey Melanie, great to see you here again. Happy New Year, friend!