Of feelings, mind and soul,
In Art, the Artist does give birth,
To inner life,
Projecting Beauty’s call!
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One never knows enough,
So much more to discoverWhole Worlds to uncover,Sustaining richness for Life’s cup.
All good actors
For they’re able,To make you believeWhat isn’t true, is true,Who they are, but aren’t,Believe you me,Playing an eternal game of‘I can fool you constantly’,For centuries such trickery,As far back, as we can see.This world is madeOf fools like you and I,But only crooks can get to putMud in your eye,The game of politics, a trap,They…
I have no love,
And yet,It really doesn’t matter,I stir the night,And eat my foam,And hear the soft rain, chatterI have no friends,Just virtual blends,Of shadows that I shatter,And I’m alone, computerized,And yet, I findIt really does not matter
If you have no good feelings
Then you have no soul,And if you have no soulYou’re not a person at all.
Write my name upon your heart,
Even though we’re now apart,This love is still sublime.Think of me in loving terms,The way I think of you,And maybe someday, not too far,This love can still come true.
Many think Poetry
Not so!It is the incenseOf the poet’s SoulHis breath of LifeHis All,Writing PoetryIs a religious call,A vocation,‘Par Amour’Out of LoveAnd Love, aloneA dedication, all its ownA cultivated flower thatYou own,Life’s discoveryTone by toneAnd if it stays with youPoet!The greatest treasureYou’ll ever own.