Plastic Misfortunes

Harmony and Heart,Can anyone doubtThat Poetry has it allAnd, therefore isThe perfect art.

You can’t shake it,Falsify it,Or fake it.Like Autumn Leaves,Poems may fall,But it takes the heart,To authenticate them,All.

That, A film, is a film, is a film,Nothing more than just, a film,But, They’re so much more than just that,A great film is a piece of art in movement,An artistic revelation, a creation come to life,That was written by the hand,But was born in the heart,With human interaction, feelings,Playing a monumental part,A sort of…

But not for everyone,I cannot really tell youWhat it takes to be a fan,But a certain luminosityAnd a dose of great sincerityWants to be passed on,Friendliness and BlessingsThat a poem leaves behind,Are like divine, heavenly colorsThat, so well, the spirit understands,In conjunction with the mind,And that speak to you and sooth you,As no other form…

To clean up Washington’s, dirty stuff,Plus ‘political lying Doves’,‘Each people has the government they deserve’Said the great Alexis de Tocqueville,Therefore, ‘Shame on Us! ‘

And there it stays,Till come the days,When skies decide to cry.Blue tears that fill the ocean blue,Sometimes sprayed with spume white,Of waves that swiftly come and go,And surf Nature’s delight.The color Blue, so many tones,The same as is for life,It seems to dream, a perfect scheme,That disappears at night,When all is dark and silent too,And…