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True Colors


Eyes are the windows of a soul and they say ‘Love is blind’
But how do you describe colour to a sightless person?

Such depths to your violet eyes
The windows of your Soul
A flickering source of emotions
Speaking volumes ~ though sightless 

Not limited by vision Not obscured by darkness Your dazzling beauty of true colour Conceals your inner world Of complex greys Your smiles create rainbows That stay All through my day
In a world of colour For some eyes Sadness and mistrust linger Your eyes mirror only Beauty and Hope ~ Love and Joy
You ask for a detailed description of the colour of your eyes How can I? Futile will be my try No Master’s artistic brush can decipher That deeper shade of violet
Changing like the sun’s ceremonial display Retaining an aura of mystery Seeking only truth In your abstract blur of colour
Though ~ let me try Here place your hand on my heart How can one see colour If it can’t be felt
Look through my eyes Feel that majestic sky With its beautiful variations of blue Serenading the aqua sea below Through sparkles of iridescent silver bursts A tinge of pearly pink lazily drifts past
I hastily dip my brush just a touch Do you see? Swirling pink with the blue Another dip into the aqua of the sea Hints from the bushes of lilacs below A smidge of the red poppy Blended till it’s the right shade of a violet hue
Can you feel my colour? Behind your veil of black velvet? My humble artistic attempt Going beyond my range of limitations
Your eyes glow in approval In that spinning vortex of violet complexity ~ We dance in your world of darkness As you whisper to me ~ that your eyes have always seen the stars. We both look~~~~~incredulously ~~~~~at the same spot A starburst ******************of light A ~~~~~~~~~~~~~shooting~~~~~~~~~~~star My wish ~~~~~~~~~~for you~~~~~~~~~~my love To be ~~~~~~~~~~~~forever and~~~~~~~~always as Brilliant as~~~~~~~~~~*********~~~~~~~~~~~you are ** ** *** *** ***** **** ****** ****** ******** ********
True Colors movie clip – with vocals Anna Kendrick and Justin Timberlake


Copyright © Maria Williams | Year Posted 2018


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THE MISSIONARY AND THE BUM



There once was a bum. He 
was the neighborhood drunk. 
He had a unkempt demeanor. 
His salt and pepper hair had not 
been washed in years.The 
clothes he wore were  ragged.
His shirt had giant holes in them.
He looked twice his age. In his 
drunken state he cursed every-
one that came his way.His smell 
was so horrible you might as well
say he showered in whiskey.That 
didn't bother this young missionary 
who lived nearby.Every day she would 
bring the old bum food and clothing.
She would offer him shelter as well.
"Hi sir . How are you today?"
"Why don't you just leave me alone. 
Can't you see I don't want to be 
bothered."he stated with a slur.
"Sir I'm going to leave your food and 
your clothing right here". As she said 
those words she bent down and placed 
his things on the ground.This was their
routine for well over a year.But on this
in particular day the ole drunk appear-
ed to be coherent. He was sober.As 
the young missionary approached him
she said, "Hi Sir. How are you today?"
"I'm fine ma'am. How are you?"
"I'm well Sir. Are you hungry today?"
I brought you some food and water
and some clothes and shoes."He 
shook his head no.
"Ma'am  I don't want anything.How-
ever I do appreciate it so. I'm going
home today."
His statement took her by surprise.
"Sir I didn't even know you had a 
home."
"Ma'am I do indeed have a home. 
I'm homeless by choice. I want you
to know your kindness will not go 
unnoticed."
She knew it wasn't right to judge but 
she thought to herself he has gone 
insane.
" Miss I stopped believing in God a
long time ago but your loving kind-
ness showed me God today."  
"Okay Sir.I'm going to leave these
things and I will see you later.How-
ever the next day the old bum was 
not in his usual spot. And sad-
ness overwhelmed her spirit. That 
old bum had become a big part of
her life. She grew to love him very
much. As the days went by she con-
tinued to look for him and he wasn't 
there. It was as though he dropped
off the face of the earth.Today was 
a beautiful day and she was at the
corner,  in the spot where the bum 
sat.Deep in her thoughts as she be-
gan to walk she nearly bumped into 
someone. As she was about to speak 
she saw this well groomed middle
aged man with dashing good looks.
" Hi Ma'am. How are you?" She recog-
nized the handsome stranger's voice 
instantly.
"Sir is that you?"  She asked just to
 make sure her mind wasn't playing 
tricks on her.
"Yes Ma'am it is me. I just came by
 to formally thank you for all of the
 kindness you showed to me. I was in
raggedy clothes and never once did
you show disgust. You see I am a 
millionaire that had lost his way. You 
see my wife of nearly thirty years got 
ill and passed away. In that moment I 
lost my mind because my home didn't
exist anymore."
As he finished telling his story little 
tears began to fall from her eyes.
Through small sobs she said,
 " I'm sorry for your loss. I will con-
tinue to pray to God on your behalf."
" Ma'am your prayers is why I stand 
here today.If God had not sent you 
my way I would probably still be lost. 
Please don't cry for me I will be okay". 
He reached in his pocket and pulled
out an old business card and handed
it to her.
"Take my card. Feel free to call me any-
time. All that  I have now belongs to you. 
Do you remember that day when I told
you that your loving kindness would not
go unnoticed?"
As he said those final words he turned
and left, leaving the young missionary 
dumbfounded.


 

10-29-16
Alexis Y


Copyright © Alexis Y. | Year Posted 2016


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Friendship

You said age's only a number, beauty's skin deep
Wise words to live by, now if I could only sleep
Humor never can be taken away, have no regrets
Live like there's no tomorrow, an elephant never forgets

Since the day we met, things have been so right
Thankful for our meeting, making spirits bright
No more feeling lonely, no more feeling stressed
Friendships have started, I am feeling blessed

Not a day has passed without a smile on my face
Feeling happy has now become commonplace
Brought together by chance or was it by fate
Any way you put it, my friend, you are truly great





Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2014


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Hoping that it might be you

Hoping that it might be you

Verse 1

I've got some troubles in my life...
I'll help with yours, will you, help with mine?
"Cause I need love like everyone...
Will you be here when the day is done?
(day is done)

Verse 2

Seems, like the whole worlds in a mess...
each day gets harder, I confess...
I need someone, to help me through...
I was hoping, that it might be you!
(might be you)

Bridge 1
Try to be....   the person that I need
I'll try to be...the person that you need

Verse 3

There, are some things, I just don't like...
when, somethings wrong, but they say it's right...
So... would you share my point of view?
Or... would it, just be...too much for you?
(too much for you)

Verse 4

I've lived, a full life, made for one...
I've seen a lot, and, I've had my fun...
but now, I'm ready for, a life for two
I hope you feel...the way I do!
(the way I do)


Bridge 1
Try to be....   the person that I need
I'll try to be...the person that you need


Bridge 2

Will you be here when the day is done?
Will you share with me the setting sun?
Will you be here when the day is done?
Will you share with me the setting sun?

Verse 5

What would you do, when I'm old and grey?
Would you leave me here, or would you stay?
I'll need someone to help me through...
I was hoping that, it might be you
(might be you)

Bridge 1

Try to be....   the person that I need
I'll try to be...the person that you need

Finale

I'll need someone to help me through...
I was hoping that it might be you
Yeah, I'll need someone to help me through...
I was, hoping that it might be you

(hoping that it might be you)
(hoping that it might be you)
(hoping that it might be you)

repeat and fade

John Derek Hamilton
January 15,2016






Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2018


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Mon Chevalier

He rides laughter like he owns it
exclamation marks
exhileration online

Mon chevalier galant
who uses music for shield
pen for glaive

Who writes warmth
through cold white days
and sometimes silence

He'll walk out of his books
mon d'Artagnan
to conquer me...

... he thinks. But has forgotten
que je me suis rendu 
il y a longtemps


***

Copyright © Darren White 
January 24, 2017


Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2018


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Test Of Time

Secrets blowing in the wind Another gift, another lift Words whispered from the soul Echoing in the chamber of my heart Looking ahead to the dreams we'll have It's what we believe in No turning back Chosen ----- Frozen Lost in love Lost in life Wiping away all the tears Soothing all our fears Together our friendship will survive the test of time


Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2014


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On Our Friendship For Jan Allison



You were eyes for the man I was - blind 
And always without strain you were kind 
Love from the heart with no edit of mind 
What a day it was I met you - what a find 
In awe of your aura - to mesh I was inclined
Our souls with ease from day one intertwined 
Faith insisted on our meeting, solid, underlined  
There were no keys on backs one had to wind 
To say that I am thankful would be misdefined 
A new word I would create for us for all mankind  
For our story must be familiar one predefined  
From up above written in stone and preassigned 
I am writing this in monorhyme perfectly designed 
Like our friendship it is one, neat and consigned  
For you now - delivered, dated and proudly signed 



01~11~2015 
With Love Armand 
Sponsor: Judy Konos
Contest: Write A Poem





Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2015


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The Half Man

He sees no evil
only good
his right hand
does not know
what the left hand does

And in his dreams
his left leg
runs in a different
direction
and makes him crash

He chases illusions
through foggy fields
embraces half
the world

And in his crooked smile
his right eye shines bright
with mischief
and love


Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2018


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Best Friend



There is nothing more heartening than a smile if you haven’t seen one for a while you hope it will never end it's not just pretend with a best friend it's no jest the Lord chose to send an angel to help you mend one that does not put love on trial there is nothing more heartening than a smile (Andaree) Feb.07,2018


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018


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Unspoken Harmony

Her dress flowing I watch her laugh as she runs through the trees
They stand tall at her regalness, bloom full at her smile
She glides as if on air; her grace natural, incomparable

The breeze blowing through her hair she seems unreal
As if specific time and ability was spent on her alone

I look at him watching her, and she has no idea...
The admiration in his eyes or the hopes in his heart
She pulls light out in everything she’s around

I see her light in him; watching as his face glows
There is nothing in this world worth more to him

I look at him watching her, and she has no idea...
How he would give everything he has to make her smile;
everything that he is to make her love him
He stares in her eyes and I see all that she is reflected back

I look at her watching him, and he has no idea...
that she smiles because he is already everything to her


05/01/2018


Copyright © FJ Thomas | Year Posted 2018


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Color Me Happy

Color my day magical, paint my day lavender.
Throw in some glitter, some glitz and some fun.
A day with good friends, who laugh at the right times,
Who know when to hug, and know when you need to cry,
Staying silent, standing helpfully, lovingly by.

Color my day joyful, and enthusiastically prancy.
I know my friends are coming, so I am feeling quite dancy.
Color my day exciting, color my day glittery with acrylics and neon.
Paint it in fun, wholesome and spectacularly freeing and fine.

Color my day.
Paint it lavishly with oranges and purples.
Throw in plenty of pink, of the hottest and happiest hue.
Color my day magical.
Color it marvelous.
Color it wonderful.

Here are my friends.
Let’s paint them,
But save some of the color
For me, as I want to be as magical
As possible. Rainbow me up. Be daring and wild.
You cannot hurt me; I am a rainy-day child.


Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018


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She - Is Like a Bubble

.                                                            she
                                                     is like a bubble
                                                a gentle floating kiss
                                             blown from an angels lips
                                          made from melting rainbows
                                        beads of heavens morning mist
                                        a floating ball of color schemes 
                                         and constant changing themes
                                         bursting into a twinkling down 
                                          scattering her joy all around 
                                              oh how I love the magic
                                                      of her sound




                                  For : my dear friend  (Johnette)- my inspiration


Copyright © Elaine George | Year Posted 2006


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When Your Dead YOUR Dead

I have heard "when YOUR dead, YOUR dead"
So why is Your memory still in my head  
Why does my Heartbeat (still) with YOUR LOVE
It has been 42 years since YOU joined GOD above 
My hands still caress YOU, my eyes Beauty sees
Each morning I speak to YOU from my kneeling knees
My nostrils inhale Your most Glorious scent
Will I ever go where YOU have already went
I speak to YOU daily of our LOVE in the past
And the years keep rolling on faster than fast
At night I feel you rubbing my chest
As I lean over to Worship YOUR Brest
I Whisper I Miss YOU and I Always will
Lenore my beloved Wife I'm LOVING YOU Still

The Title is the Words of "Mandy Tams ~The Golden Girl~"

Inspired by : Mandy Tams ~The Golden Girl~
               Dedicated to Mandy Tams


Copyright © HGarvey Daniel Esquire | Year Posted 2012


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'Distant Star'

You want to fade away?
Want to be that distant star
That brings about perplexity

It’s not who you are
You were never intended to be
Just a distant star
Your light shines through
Without you knowing

Those around you feel your warmth
Others see it, 
Others wonder; in amazement 
What creates the radiance? 

The vivacity, 
Your natural glow
Like a second skin –

You encompass 
Without drowning those around you 

Adequate provision to make them feel
The wealth of being treasured 
Without losing their identity

Fading away is impossible 

You shine without being overbearing 
Just enough to make everyone feel loved

©161020082013  



Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2013


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My Favorite Devonshire

Myself All that I am I could dye my hair to please you Yet I won't A little mascara might Make me attractive Although the value of my gift Cannot be measured in wrappings I will not sing For you But create a harmony and hope for consonance And I will dance With you To the melody of our song Accept All that I am I could paint you as my knight in armor But fantasies vanish with sunrise We could play together Yet games must end And the unity of the game Will dissolve Leaving you And me All that we are And acceptance of each Written by Carolyn Devonshire
Carolyn Devonshire-Who is she? A great author,a widower who loved her husband so much,and a daughter who loved her father just as much.She is one of my closests friends,can easily be called family...and so lucky I am to have met her.Carolyn was one of the first soupers who always left me a comment of encouragement when i first started writing here.Our friendship grew stronger through time and so our love for poetry. Why do i love this poem so much? This poem from Carolyn's first book 'Visions of Devonshire'definitely speaks to my soul. The value of who we are,isn't about how we appear to be,it isn't about making ourselves perfect,nicer,It isn't about changing our identity..Its about being who we really are. Carolyn's gift cannot be measured in wrappings'..Its her inner beauty which makes her shine.Her friendship ,love and loyalty to others is what makes her so special. Its not all about the outer beauty of oneself,but what is on our inside which really makes us who we are. The knight in shining armor,the Fantasy,the dream might vanish with sunrise, the game will end too,leaving all that was in yesterday behind,but finding who we are once again,and accepting each other for who we were and always will be. Thankyou Carolyn for this poem, Your gift lies within you.. It cannot be measured in wrappings..So true! and the biggest thankyou is sent your way today for just being you.. Dear Gwendolyn..thanks for the brilliant idea.... Big hugs... Charma


Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2012


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'The Beating of Hearts'


We could pretend it’s the end, start loving each other all over again I know you want to, you still look at me in that way as if to say, "I want to make you mine" I knew that day I've lost it, could not control the beating of my heart they say a woman's heart beats faster than a man's that first night I couldn't tell the difference it was like your heart knew mine needed yours the music it made, had me floating all I could think of was how handsome you looked still don’t fathom, you thinking I had this to die for smile I just knew you held me captive, chemistry never played a part we were just two parts of a puzzle connecting, completing in the end answering all the questions my heart once asked now here we are, it's been a while yet it still feels like it’s that first time when I realized without question, you are the beating of my heart
©170920120940


Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2012


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Flawless You

I am in your arms tonight
Can you feel me there?
All I am is breaking,
And I need your heart to hold

Together let us search through the rubble
To find treasures others would be blind to 
I know that if I search with you
We will find happiness
We will find that love is kind
Your strength...I need it now
My words are running cold
Please hold,
Please hold me now

I have lost a soul I cannot bear
I have lost a part of me in a tumultuous sea
Of anger, misunderstanding and sadness...

As all of reality fades into us,
I ask you to show me your deepest side,
Your most beauteous light
So when I close my eyes in this fantasy
I will see beyond the pain
Beyond me
And into flawless you


Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2016


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You Are The One

You bring a curve to my lips ruby red
my heart skips each second beat unfreely
and gave life to what I thought was once dead
if needed, can play it so discreetly

To show a beauty, one has deep inside
as to give one wings in which to soar high
One for which so another can confide
to state the fact not one who will  imply

as I am calling you mine, you know this
so, in truth what we share is undefined
you always show me such delightful bliss
And you possess such a wonderful mind

Your soul is pure with a loving heart too
You're my joy each day and to me stay true



Copyright © Brenda Chiri | Year Posted 2018


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Poet Destroyer

Poet Destroyer...
When I first noticed your name, I wondered could you compete with me?
I wanted your heart in a frame and demolish all your poetry!
Poet Destroyer...
With a name like that you had to be good or not post.
But like a trained acrobat in a secret brotherhood you were better than most!
Poet Destroyer...
I never knew you were a female, it was kind of a shock.
I was about to raise some hell, and introduce you to a Poetic Warlock!
Poet Destroyer...
You would comment on everything I write and it made me smile.
I would think about you into the night, and that wasn't my style.
Poet Destroyer...
You finally told me your name, and shared your age.
This throne I'd let you reclaim, if you would share the stage!
Poet Destroyer...
Naturally I could not directly comment on your poetry.
I ask that of my dearest friend Audrey.
Poet Destroyer...
I hope you agree, a great friendship can be found between you and me;
And quite possibly we can collaborate on some steamy poetry!
Poet Destroyer...
So tell me sweetie, are you down for a night on the town with me?
Into the night, high in the neon light will read: Jimmy and Sidney!!!


*Wrote for a cool, crazy, fun amazing poet...


Copyright © Jimmy Anderson | Year Posted 2010


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Buddy

Love is a feeling not words
To think otherwise would be absurd
But I'll do my best to explain
Although I'm sure it'll be in vain
He's as soft as a brief spring shower
He's the color in all of my flowers
He's my sun on a rainy day
He keeps me healthy at walk and play
When I'm sad he makes me smile
When I'm mad at him, he pouts like a child
When I'm happy he wags his tail
He's the wind that pushes my sails
In the dark he's the eyes that guide me
When I'm sick he lays beside me
He's my comforter on lonely nights
Lays sleeping quietly when I write
He's smarter than most human beings
Cause he's sees with his heart what I'm feeling
I cook him the meals he eats
And I tickle his freckled feet
Sometimes when I take a shower
He gets in under his own power
Then dries off rubbing a towel
Just like I taught him how
He wipes his dirty feet by the door on a rug
After going outside in the mud
At night he gives me a kiss
Then informs me if anything is amiss
He's the inspiration for the poems I write
And I love him with all of my might
He's not a dog or a pet, he's my friend
You see, I wouldn't be me without him




    by Daniel Turner
         For "Buddy"


Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2016


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And still she smiles


And still she smiles  

Even in this darkness, her darkness,
when a moonless sky
preaches fear from a pulpit of shadows
pointing elongated fingers
and walls crumble 
into a rubble strewn alleyway
with graffiti issues, spray painted threats
on frantic facades dripping. . .

common sense
hides in sealed envelopes
addressed but not delivered
to neighborhoods in need
while self professed wanderers 
linger on sidewalks of 
washed out hopscotch scenes
by a raincloud that never seems to stop  

Her beauty shines
in effervescent streams
illuminating a photograph, poetry
and a kind word from quivering lips
caressing my eyes
in watercolor enchantments
and pastel pleasures,
showing me it is not what, but who. . .

for this darkness is hers,
weighted thoughts on soft shoulders
binding wrists in tethered worries,
draining dreams from casted wishes
and as regrets rip at the fabric,
folding seams in crooked stitches, 
her heart continues to outrun the pain
and still she smiles,  for me






Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2016


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THE ELEPHANT AND THE ANT



There once was a little mighty ant
Who was extravagant and arrogant 
Known to be exorbitantly militant 
She was so combatant and petulant
They nicknamed her My Commandant

One day she came across an elephant
Elegant and obviously dominant
She started on her typical rant 
Then stopped and decided to recant 
Both agreed it was all very insignificant 

They chatted, it turned out the elephant
Was actually her aunt
Now the intolerant ant
Is cheerful and exuberant
And loves to chant


Submitted on October 20, 2018, for MID OCTOBER 2018 CONTEST sponsored by BRIAN STRAND

and February 23, 2018, for contest MAKE ME LAUGH sponsored by Robert Haigh


Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2018


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To Friendship

I see you, see you clearly, never saw you.
Your voice I never heard but still I hear you.
Small lines across my screen are silent words.
Affection bordering on love, surprising

how much I want you to approve of me,
I never had a father, I have more now.
This bed a warm embrace of arms around.
I hug my tablet close against my body

You, you alone, and all my other dads
(Or close friends, or whatever you may call you)
Of all of them, I know you understand me,
Protect me, see me clearer than I can.

So grin, and talk, discuss, always remember:
I listen, for I care as much as you do :)

***

Blank verse pentameter.
June 11, 2017 
Copyright © Darren White


Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017


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A Tempered Glass Plate

A Tempered Glass Plate

I really can't explain how I've felt of late.
Words became shorter, time spent rare.
Becoming that obsolete glass tempered plate.
I didn't see it coming, I wasn't even aware.

Thinking our mixture, always just right.
I see it was diluted by another influence.
How could I have miss what shown so bright.
Not even any attempts at all of pursuance.

You've grown and for me lost your need.
As with tempered glass allowed myself weak.
So I bow out gracefully, take your lead.
Doesn't matter if its you i do seek.

I guess life moves on, things you outgrow.
It hurts but shhhh, because its what you show!


Copyright © Brenda Chiri | Year Posted 2018


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Someone To Open Your Eyes - for Arthur

                                         Maybe not once in a lifetime,
                                         but certainly not often
                                         Someone enters your life
                                         Or maybe enters your life is
                                         not the right expression,
                                         waltzes with you, opens your eyes,
                                         confronts you, questions and
                                         challenges you, inspires you,
                                         accepts you fully and completely,
                                         loves you.

                                                  And all the while the wind blows
                                 over this world,
     erases love, children,                         warps war everywhere
                           forgets the helpless,
                                                    dwarfs the powerless.
             It's too easy to hide,             turn your head away,
                        bury yourself
                                   in enjoyable pastimes

But tomorrow it is you, your house is gone You are exiled, your children are hungry or killed... Then what do you do? ?
Maybe not once in a lifetime, but certainly not often Someone enters your life Someone who with gentle force opens your eyes, With beautiful lines, books and music. And perhaps that is painful But remember this: it is because he has a beautiful heart, he wants the world to be a better place. *** April 23, 2017, Copyright © Darren White


Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017