If you want to find the truth,
Maybe?
Even look, under a Queen’s royal wig,
And then be taken to the Tower,
Or quickly escape,
And after all this nonsense,
Go take a shower.
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World of Idiots a la Carte,
Fooling others is their ‘art’,Wish them all a good depart,Jail is always a good start.
Windmill masters, wooden shoes,
Not feel the blues?Nothing is ever good enough,Possessions, money, any crutch,In loving Nature find repairWe don’t do, loveliness so fairSooth disappointments that we bear,A budding rose, neath bluer skyThe ocean wide, beauty to try,And then there’s, LoveThat if it’s found,Becomes the whole worldTurned around,For when there’s Romance in the air,We know that happiness is there,And…
Relationships,
Those are the rare ones,Very few regrets.We communicate thru language,But there’s so much more than that,There is all the human baggage,We all have under our hat.
Feed me the blood of a poem
And respond to theChoking tentacles,That Life may always give.Give me the courage of Angels,That maybe amongst us live,So that I can give back,The joy, essence of lifeThat Poetry always gives.
The Intensity of Feeling,
Nor does it flower,Just at a bid.
All that lives
Even trees,Mother each other.Motherhood,What greatResponsibilityWhat graciousPower,To give lifeTo yet, Another.Use it wisely,Make love, tower.