Opens doors that close,
Sooths the heavy heart,
In a World apart.
Like a Prayer
Poetry can walk,
Hand in hand, provoke,
Distance from despair.
Like a Prayer,
Poetry can fill,
A life that is still,
Painfully, impaired.
Like a Prayer,
Poetry can give,
Peace of mind, forgive,
All those that don’t care.
Like a Prayer,
Poetry can teach,
Love and others reach,
Knowing, Love is there.
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The whole world,
Chocked withPolitical lies,Manufactured liesInterest, driven liesSanctimonious liesOne sided liesDeep, down rottenMurderous liesDeep down incredibleLies,That our happiness,Our CountriesSteal and destroyAs, all decencyAnd all DemocracyDies!Lies, Lies, LiesThat haveMurdered TruthForever,As the destinyOf humanityLies, badly beatenWithout any alliesTo save human rights,As justice and freedomAre devoured,By political,Lice‘Heroes’ of the worstKinds of political,ViceAnd people stillFollow and swallowTheir lies,Vote for themBelieving, theirLying…
A poem this,
So many things,That don’t come back,All effort gone,In Life itself,As Time slides off,A hidden shelf,And all’s not well,In Fairyland,For those who,In a poem dwell,Thinking that time,Can be pulled back,And will some how,Forget to act.
Eating Healthy is now the rage,
This is what you’ve got to do,Stop indulging on that plate,Of politically correct, obnoxious stew
Want, with moderation,
Prepare yourself for LifeBecause finally,The only one that you canReally count on,Will probably be,You.Remember thatThat ‘No one is better servedThan by oneself’,Says an old French sayingSo, take good careAnd do the right thingYou can much gain,Without losing,Anything.
When I read Poetry,
Happens to me,Hard to define,What it is,It is a feeling of the divine,A renaissance in peace,Indescribable happiness,When I read Poetry,I’m blessed,And ready,For all the rest!
Where does the Wind go
The pain of lost soulsThat have so cried in vainFor the WindAlso cries and howls,With no place to go,Lost in space and sorrows,With today not even turningInto dark tomorrows.Where does the Wind go?When love is torn and narrow,Hit by life’s Inexplicable Arrow,That kills happiness on sight.And where will we go?When the Wind of Love,Is gone…
The wear and tear
That so many times,
Life has to offer,
You take us where
Words sooth our cares
And feelings have
So much to offer,
Above all else,
You open dreams,
You bring on Peace,
The world over,
Then not alone
You’ve found your home
And the long journey’s,
Over.
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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.
Inner lamps,
Have carried usSo far!So why have weNot dropped,Our ancient poisonsOn the way?And no matterWhat is done or taughtKeep, carrying onIn such inhumanAnd destructive ways?Not too proud a storyOf abuses, crime,No glory.
Love Saves,
What it’s supposed to be,The Heaven on Earth,That those that know it,Feel, so miraculously.
In the loveless, lonely night,
I love you.Even though you’ve gone away,And my life’s a broken Play,I still love you.As the sea gull loves the Sea,And the mountain air is free,As the morning loves the Rose,Petals soft as softness goes,As all life loves Harmony,As strong as True Love can be,I love you.AlwaysIn my desperate loneliness,In my hidden fantasy,In what’s beautiful…
One love,
Dominates me, humanly,Inundates me constantly,Morning, night It sings to meOh sweet World of fantasy!There I live completely Free,Only me and Poetry,There the Ideal is possibly,My sole true love, romantically.
The Love that saves, the Love that kills
The Love that’s true, only to You,That is the one that must get through.