by John F Taylor

Your passionate


Deny me words

 Your slender


     Push me away



       Your satin hands

          Caress my dreams

          Your silken lips

          So close

           I can taste

           The fire

               That can't be

About John Frank Taylor:
John Frank Taylor’s self-proclaimed assault on the literary world can be traced back to his birth October 14, 1971.
Taylor ’s upbringing was greatly influenced by his “poor, middle-class, white trash upbringing.”  He’s lived most of
his life in the culturally impaired climate of Santee .   Taylor ’s artistic blossoming came to fruition in Room 503 of
Santana High School in ‘87-‘88.  “I began writing my senior year, where I was able to make contact with my friend-
teacher-mentor, Michael McLarty .  He helped me to see that there was a poet, and more importantly, a human that
had something to say inside of me.  All it takes to be a poet is to have something to say,” Taylor says.

           Since that time he’s focused most of his artistic energies into his poetry. In the past few years, he has written
nearly One thousand poems and several short stories as well as Plays and screenplays. He’s also been published
numerous times on the World Wide Web at such sites as Junkyard Press, Quantum Muse, Free-verse, as well as
others. Taylor has Self-Published three books to date and is currently working on a novel. He describes his poems
as “emotional tangents with a bit of social commentary thrown in for good measure. They’re me, all the good and
bad rolled up into one; usually more of the bad,” Taylor laughs.

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