i don't mean this in a mean way, but i sometimes wonder what his drug of choice is. lately he's been getting more Nietzhe in Turin and losing his center. but he's brilliant in that flashy bolt kinda way.
I met you today and I loved your poem about friendship. It reminded me of my relationship with my Heavenly Father. You are a wonder that I will not try to figure out but simply apprechiate. I know where you home is because my home is there too...
After doing some work on my own writings at school, then walking the streets of NYC trying to get the attention of busy shoppers of Christmas gifts to sell my work to, I ended my night with a conversation with this strange man. I ran down into the train station and the tattered cardboard prop with his words written in small print and the hand written words,"PUBLISHED POET" I stopped. He held me back for a while, though for the most part he had my attention and I grew very confused.
..... I wanted to ask so many questions, but couldn't muster up the courage to say what I wanted. Is this a future that I want? Is this the path to my eternal existence?
OMG i saw him in the train station looking homeless and he gave me his signature and he told me to look him up. He looks good here but now he looks like hes has nothing and he talks to himself. hes looks like hes in bad shape. but hes a good peot.
Bravo...bravo! I frequently see Donald Green various places where he sets up to expound his verse. I have purchased one of his books of poetry. I think he is in his own world never the less...he is delightful.
i don't mean this in a mean way, but i sometimes wonder what his drug of choice is. lately he's been getting more Nietzhe in Turin and losing his center. but he's brilliant in that flashy bolt kinda way.
fullscale008 1 week ago
I met you today and I loved your poem about friendship. It reminded me of my relationship with my Heavenly Father. You are a wonder that I will not try to figure out but simply apprechiate. I know where you home is because my home is there too...
Babiburn02 1 year ago
Great video - it was nice hearing your poetry and meeting you today!
madjoy 2 years ago
After doing some work on my own writings at school, then walking the streets of NYC trying to get the attention of busy shoppers of Christmas gifts to sell my work to, I ended my night with a conversation with this strange man. I ran down into the train station and the tattered cardboard prop with his words written in small print and the hand written words,"PUBLISHED POET" I stopped. He held me back for a while, though for the most part he had my attention and I grew very confused.
MozDaTMadda 2 years ago
..... I wanted to ask so many questions, but couldn't muster up the courage to say what I wanted. Is this a future that I want? Is this the path to my eternal existence?
MozDaTMadda 2 years ago
OMG i saw him in the train station looking homeless and he gave me his signature and he told me to look him up. He looks good here but now he looks like hes has nothing and he talks to himself. hes looks like hes in bad shape. but hes a good peot.
neijahnhappy 2 years ago
Bravo...bravo! I frequently see Donald Green various places where he sets up to expound his verse. I have purchased one of his books of poetry. I think he is in his own world never the less...he is delightful.
goldenflake7 3 years ago
I always love to see the proliferation of the arts.
Nonoyawns 3 years ago