the platitudes of willful resemblance

Did I ever tell you that my son writes poetry? I think I have  (this post)- I love his efforts, such as:

Stars beneath

Stars are beneath
the clouds
in the sun and rain

 – or –

o, dear, O
dear
what shall we do
in the horror

 – or –

Rain

Rain falling
from the sky
really, the clouds

 – or –

wow
wow
wow
how many candies
are there?

All by Jackson Grey

His favorite poets are Shel Silverstein, William Blake, his Daddy, Bob Dylan, Sylvia Plath, Bukowski, Langston Hughes, Jack Prelutsky, Carl Sandburg, Garcia Lorca, Emily Dickinson, Ogden Nash, WCW, Paul Simon, and so many others
when asked he says – “mostly it’s you, daddy.”

“My poetry is great, but I still need to write poetry in my poetry book that I’m making. I make poetry because my Dad, he makes poetry.” – Jackson

He want’s to add –
“Jhon is a great poet, everyone should read it and tell your friends and they should tell their friends, and everybody should read the poetry, tell everyone is the whole wide world.” – Jackson