The Way We Go

Poetry

By Mark Fuller Last updated Dec 8, 2022

The Way We Go

I will go on till I go.

When and Where
I don’t know.

Whatever life throws at me
I will take it on the chin,

Knocked down, I will get up again.

And smile, albeit forced.
And maybe laugh nervously.

Hoping my masquerade is taken seriously.

But even if it isn’t
I will go on with what exists.

With Life and its unfathomable mix of beauty and pain.

And with these words
I go on again.

Poem

Mark Fuller

Mark Edward Fuller (1956), was born in Britain but has spent most of his life in Amsterdam. He fell in love with the city at first sight on a dismal winter’s day.

“I found the freedom to be myself in Amsterdam, a feeling that has never left me in almost 40 years of living here. It determined my career as a journalist and my role as a father.”

Fuller describes his poems as “quirky and political." He loves the music and rhythm of rhyme as well as the battle to bring truth to the page.

"Poetry sustains the brain and the heart.”

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