Navigating in the fog,
Of loveless planets, cold,
Searching in the cratered Moon,
For poems young and old,
Searching for a kindred Soul,
A story yet untold.
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Would you care to love me?
You know your choice is lovely,Whatever it may be.But if you chose to love me,Intensely and totally,Our days will be like flowers,That bloom incessantly.
They told me
Maybe?Don’t go by the book,I improvise,However, my favoriteRecipeIs alphabet soup,Nourishing,With audacityBody and mind,Loving all words,I find.
You better speak up!
Fight!Now!And not by impeachingLegality and a greatPresident,In every way,Because otherwise,The CountryAnd everything,Democratic and DecentWill disappearEven the dignityOf being humanWill be taken awayLike they didTo the defenseless, JewsWhen Hitler wasThe Deep StateAnd the Nazis held HellIn their handsAnd used it!In a most horrific way!
I gave you form
Now,Will you be faithfulTo me,Oh, Love of my Life,How will we balanceEach other?Without evenKnowing one another,That’s whyI love to write,I think that is whereAnswers, to so manyMysteries, daringly,Lie.
If we can’t
At leastWrite it,In a poemYour thoughtsAnd feelingsWill produce,Some awareness,Which will serveYour soul,As truce,From all theHorrors and Abuse,Past and Present.
Before there were friars,
Who can you believe, today?Communications are meantTo purposely deceive,And torment.Bombarded by false news,Invaded by trivia,Society falls,And decency stallsAs we all dance our wayInto oblivion,And spend maybe, another trillionAs we waste away,In just another useless day.