Trying to make
Some poetic sense.
A World all its own,
Where the spirit is born.
And feelings never end….
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In Poetry,
All comes together,Life, Loving, Mystery,Infinity,Happiness, Peace,Fulfillment,Doesn’t get any better.
Life is Tragedy
Knew this well!Life, givenWith so much pain,Lived, with so muchTragedy,Then,Suddenly, takenAway,Forever!And weHelplessly,Like statuesHave nothing to say!
Poetry, Music
Prelude,To Paradise.
Soft and Tasteless
Push it down,And it feels squishyBarbecue it,And it’s icky.Marshmallows,Our politicians,Soft and stupid,Brainless visions,All of them from the same box,Waiting to play wolf or fox.
I wish I could describe,
When closed,A clustered bride,When open,Heaven’s pride.
As if they were our children,
And when they go,No place to go,To recuperate,Such Love.