Driftwood
I am driftwood on the river of life;
floating on the waves of reality;
my thoughts exist in a different place;
the function of life’s duality.
I am who I am; and what I’ll become;
destiny determines the flow;
where I go and what I’ll have
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GOD
Poems about God
A Valentine Gift
I lapsed into sleep; though still awake;
and reality’s being, hastily flashed on;
totally confused by reality’s mistake;
it seemed I had entered a new dawn.
I found myself in another place;
not quite realizing where I was;
somewhere, within thought’s space;
I had
The Essence Of A Kiss
There is something special about a kiss;
our vision is almost never employed;
bringing an energy that none can dismiss;
a form of love, enjoyed.
What is it about touching lips with another;
that makes us feel weak inside?
The kiss transforms a friend to
That Was Another Time
I recall from memory, a most different time;
when most were cordial and polite;
such time has evolved into a dimension, sublime;
as different, as day is to night.
Even then, there were those, deceitful and cruel;
but most, reacted like families, together;
the nearby neighbor,
Taste Buds
We’re aware of many of life’s perplexities;
including hearing, sight, and touch;
but, there seems no end to its complexities;
and we all love to taste, very much.
If life became, as a kingdom of thought;
how could we taste with our mind;
and yet, in
On The Wings Of Love
I heard the voice of the woodpecker peck;
my friend Woody, had come visiting;
loudly knocking on the floor of my deck;
somehow, he knew I’d be listening.
You might suspect he came out of greed;
but, he came out of love, instead;
this
Opportunity Knocks
Opportunity knocks virtually every day;
there’s no lack of people in pain;
someone in stress, is walking your way;
a few kind words will cause gain.
Most regard opportunity as a personal thing;
lifting up your stature, or a monetary award;
the greatest opportunity is the love
Outside The Box
We live on the surface of a spinning sphere;
hurtling through outer space;
newer concepts of reality remain unclear;
very few are willing to embrace.
Inside a box, could all knowledge be placed;
there’s so very little, we know.
once that information, is completely erased;
then,