Poems About Love
Two Spirits, Divided
Most consider themselves as an individual;
a physical being; powered by a soul;
the energy, within, they think is residual;
powering the body; its solitary goal.
Instead; each being is two spirits, in one;
two natures, in each one; resided;
a solitary entity, when time had begun;
Sprinkles Of Wisdom
In the early morn; before there’s light;
revelations begin to creep in;
it requires enduring the dark of night;
for sprinkles of wisdom to begin.
Evil has been busy, while we all sleep;
for the darkness is his special time;
it’s a bountiful harvest; evil
Consequential
On tiny hinges, swing big doors;;
nothing is ever incidental;
careless remarks, result in wars;
everything is consequential.
A tiny hornet can cause great pain;
tho its stinger is very small;
none will allow that stinger to remain;
pain gives its clarion call.
A strain of the tiny vocal
…A Woman’s Touch
Very often, many speak of a “woman’s touch”,
as tho that’s how perfection’s designed;
in either cooking or decorating, she adds so much;
her judgement is peerless and refined;
A woman is the most critical creation in all life;
bearing half of all
Better Times
I’m much like a ship in troubled waters;
listing, and threatening to sink;
heavily depending on the faith of fathers;
sadness brings me to the brink.
I seem to exist, in an ever changing world;
my stars of destiny; no longer aligned;
the illusion of a physical
A Puzzle Called Life
A poem is simply an elaborate puzzle;
words waiting to be put together.
The minds of poets should require a muzzle;
and be compelled to wear it forever.
The creation of life is the ultimate poem;
life, itself, constructed from a word;
the author, creator; by
A Puppet On A String
I feel like a puppet, dancing all about;
tethered to a Master, guiding my path;
frustrated, disconnected; ready to shout;
is he the Master of Love; or wrath?
Although I don’t hear voices speaking to me;
many thoughts seem placed on my mind;
the
Getting Even
Most everyone has been hurt by someone;
in some cases, we’re devastated;
evil has been done since time had begun;
and, getting even is complicated.
Evil is the fool, who’s not very smart;
not thinking of what lies ahead;
his actions pierce his victim’s heart;
