UNBELIEVABLE,

At least for a little whileBringing out the sunshine,Bringing out the beauty,The artistic loveThe creativity,The Humanity,That we shouldAll love to practice,Always, not onlyFor a while.Is it not so?That the poet’s wordsAre worth, at least a smileThink about itAt least,For a little while.Thank you.

Temporary consolation,For the melting snow,As life flows,Out of TimeNot even knowingWhere to go,Slow, slow, slowEven the poet’s wordsBy now, have no glow,As if cocooned in timeIn the dark,Sensations,Without reason,Without rhyme.

Where inspiration,Can grow, I’m told,The Soul with wings,The Heart that sings,And sees Creation,In everything.I worship Deserts,Where Cacti spring,The desert flower,Changes everything,I want to fill them,With cooling verse,Describing all,That’s humanly, terse.I worship Oceans,The liquid Blue,That changes color,And is always new,Amazing life pool,Of Mystery,The seas have always,Spoken to me.And finally, I worship you,The best living spirit,I ever,…

In the human being,The treacherous duplicityThat assaults you,And othersBut that they hideBehind masks,Of treacherous political tideYou want to run away!Call it quits,Lock all doors,Whisper, HideLook for a dark roomIn which to slide,And give up the ride.But then! You realizeThat there is still PoetryAnd you run to the windowTo let in the light,To hold hands with…

And when they’re not there,It’s Hell, I swear

And out of solitude and frightA poem may be bornWith love in sight,It’s like giving birthAloneOne, cold and lonelyNight,To the child in you,That never was ableTo take flightBut in a desperate poem,Found its true Life.

And am lead to believe,That we are a race,Born in infamy,Having intelligence,Capability, heart,Why do we continue,To tear each other, apart?

How does one cope?When you can’t go home.

Being together,You’re open heartWith my, forever,You’re brilliant strains,That with love’s melodies,Ran thru my veins.We could have loved,Largely, foreverNo boredom setLove at its best,Two souls that touchCouldn’t be better.However,No one controlsAnother’s feelings,And broken heartsAre often known,For never healing.

For They are a Gift to us All,Living monuments,Of kindness and incredible talent,Given to the spirit,Not to the flesh,Pure and simple, overture,Human Love thru GenerosityThat’s all.

I navigate with them,Thru protected valleys of delight,Never disturbed by the darkness of Night,So intense is your Light.Like nobody else, you fill,The imponderable dream of my dreams,The One I cannot easily decipher,Because your Mystery is much deeper than it seems.

Fatigue and hesitationHave set in.Writing,Is a gamePlayedDeep within,And feelingsGone,No earthly prongCan make you fakeA pleasant win.

With the proper words,For love and lifeHe never is alone.

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!

A chance to screen,Against what is injustice,And view Life’s scheme,With hope, esteem,And always fight for Justice.

No matter what,We’re always,Looking for trouble!The word ‘Peace’Must be something,Some foolFound in the rubble.After,We’ve destroyed ourselves.Then, maybe?We’ll be ableTo stay out of trouble!

And there aren’tMany so,Those, that can beHate him,Attack himWant him, away,Let goDon’t want itTo be soThat’s how lowSome things called menWill go.Bear this in mindBefore judging someoneYou really don’t know,And that by liesAnd false propagandaHas been treated,So unfairly, soAnd lied about,‘Democratically’Hoping you wouldNever, know! ! !Do not let the truthBe murdered,Your blood will beThere too!

Sometimes from thingsSo rarely heard,But poems born,All falsehood scorn,Because they’re fromYou’re spirit, torn.