So much can be said in a Poem,
Using practically no space,
The golden worth of some poems,
Is as fine as tightly spun lace
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Honesty is a fallacy,
It is a ‘banality’,That most humans don’t observe
How could I not love you?
Your gifted heart,Your every moment,A work of Art.
It All goes back to the Greeks,
Beauty, love, philosophy, the gods.What did they not invent?Amazing group of sea-faring Isles,That gave the world so much,To love and idealize.
Words, hands, mind, feelings,
Poetry, Love,Love’s flight towards the light,Paradise,Opening majestic might,That carries you beaming,Thru Life.Love, so easy to lose,So hard to find,It is what will bind,Our hearts to all human play,The best thing ever,Life’s floral bouquet.
What pleasure
Visits can produce,You always introduceLake-like lingeringTreasure, that opensHearts and soulsIn lonely, silent booths,As poets writeAnd do their best,Hoping to conserveBeauty, Life and Truth.
Beautiful things,
Even desired,But a beautiful Soul,Is so rare and precious,That it is forever,To be admired.