That the Spirit, Frees.
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We fall in love so many times
And then sadly discover it’s not real,True love accepts the faultsWith all that’s good,Only then can Love flowerAs it should.
Oh Love,
What more could we ever wantThan one, another?To softly beThe Ocean breeze,To travel far,See what we pleaseTo find protectionIn each others armsOf all that’s badAnd can do harm,What more beautiful in lifeWhat more satisfying and aliveThan to be loved, so endlessly,Always together, with this loveThat sets us free, so perfectly.
Now,
Why I love you so!Only Poetry can speak,Directly to the soulAnd awaken images and feelings,That do not belongTo words alone.
Where are the men of valor?
That with their ‘savoir faire’Helped build this Country’s dome,A place that all Americans,So proudly called their home.Where are the men of honest heart?Whose love for country shone,And worked to achieve the betterment,For All, not just their own.Where are the men who would not take,Dictatorship of one?Who would not speak with lying words,Nor sly and twisted…
Poets are Magicians,
They have Intuition,Far beyond what’s real.
I like describing things,
Make believe the World is clear,Like a windy summer day,With you very close and near,Fantasy, in every way!Make Believe is just for me,Don’t like harsh reality,So I word and feel my way,Seeking inner dreams to say,Feeling deeply all that movesStaying free in what I chose,Wasting time in imagery,Mostly writing poetry.