The Everfree Poet

Twenty-six letters
and millions of words
all put together
hoping, in turn,
to disturb and awaken
bring joy and cast doubt
carve rivers of tears through
emotional drought.
This poem can’t do that.
This poem won’t try.
It simply exists to
promote what I write.
So go on, click another
See what you find;
If you like it, review it
I sure wouldn’t mind.