Show that being human’s not just words,
Be compassionate to your sisters and brothers,
In their time of need and saddest hours.
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For my day
I must findA poem sweetFull of ardorAnd of love,Making sadnessJust give upAnd acceptingQuick defeat.
Touched by Blue,
Skies and SeasAre also bluePoetry, can be blue too.That’s why Poets understandThat in life, Blue plays a handThat in Life, the color blueCan be happy and sad tooNow we trigger Hope that’s blueSoft and vast and loving, tooNow we trigger other bluesThat do hurt and do confuse,But remember this and knowThat beyond all other BluesLies…
The greatness of yore,
And someone has yet to find it,The more we progress,The darker the mess,Of what is ‘Human Kindness’As human finesse,Flew off in distress,When Present and Past collided!
Deeply, artistical
Living passionsAre the Arts,A fluidity not rationedInstantly,Sets them apart.Life’s adventureAlways differentAs an ever burning hearth,Love, the feeling that inspiresAs the Artist’s inner firesBecome mirrors of his art.
Who is lying?
Can’t get the hamburger,Into the bun,And it’s not done,Only for fun,Wool is opaque,And it does stretch,So use it in a way,That is perverse,To cover the eyes,Of all those,That do not wish,To compromise.
From friendship to love,
One small jump,One small crack,In your heart,That’s all you need,For love to filter thru,To grip you,To posses you,To thrill you,To bless you,All this and Heaven too,Till the end of your days,Love stays.