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Life Without Love: Echo Poem 7-Th
Poet's Notes: My poet's notes must precede the next Echo Poem as well because the poet has not given me permission to publish her poems on my site. I can, of course, reference her poems without restriction. So the TH in the title here is short for Treasure Hunt. To really enjoy my poem to the full (although it does stand alone as well), I suggest you read Lora Colon's Poem called 'And My Life Goes On' on Poemhunter.com first. PH is a great site as well and I publish both places. Love On It's Own Love on its own is still love I declare, It doesn't matter what poets may say. A rose is not in touch with emotion, And plants draw their life from other's decay. Love on its own doesn't cry this I swear, And lilies bend just when water's lacking If love causes grief don't cry an ocean These new depths might just lead to more fracking. Philosophy may be no match for pain But I think there's no cause for surrender You think it does any better with joy? Maybe we should just go on a bender? What may I ask is it you hope to gain When your senses around you are reeling? Could it be your request's a childhood toy? Your adult sees no profit in feeling. Love on its own never hears its own moan , Its beloved one's cry never shirking, No pause if weather be foul or fair, Its empathic power always working. Love on its own brings to peace every groan And it brings every heart its own answer And just when you're sure there's no one to care Always love is its own tiny dancer. Brian Johnston January 28, 2014
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