Can there be a new beginning?
Can this noble, once great country,
Show the World the way again?
For Liberty and not stupidity,
In the past broke all rigidity,
Taking us to unheard heights,
Thru respect of Human Rights.
We must now work all together,
Make this Country so much better
Thru true principals defend,
The most precious gift we know,
And thru Liberty’s shining glow,
‘Make America great and just,
For the World, not just for us’
For it is an elitistAnd difficult Art.Some love poetry,Because it does create images,Sometimes dreams,That can only be seenAnd understood,By a sensitiveSoul, all heart.Some, might say thenIt is irrational, inexistent,And abstractYes,That may be part,But it also,May make us dreamWhen we really,Want to cry and scream,And may, I say mayEven keep some,From falling apart.
And I just melt away,In the warmth of your embrace.
Fluttering around, fluttering aroundAnd I can’t go ahead, unlessI write their flutters, down.But please don’t tell anyone!For they may come aroundAnd take me to a place,Where all dreams are drowned.
More than ourselvesMore than anythingElse, in our livesCan bring,Contentment, happinessRedemption and peace.
Right Ones,Can be transformative.If Deeply spun,You can becomeEmotionally,One,When loveLights onAnd LifeTakes offThen,And only ThenDo we feel,The most superlativeEmotionsOf them all.Please, remember thatLove is like a fountainOf happiness and graceThat is replenishedBy each loving,Embrace.
A Poet, I do not know personally,Has planted voyage deep inside of me,Excited by the worded flight,I read on with such great delight,Her Magic Metaphors appear,Sending my feelings out of gear.The World she opens has no doors,The land she writes on has no shores,Unlimited, her verse is free,Of all falsehood, banalityPoetic Fantasy is she,A source…
