Love Crown Of Sonnets Poems

Negating nothing, accepting what is,
we begin then with this organic shell,
where stuporous mind treats life like a quiz,
birthing fears though heart tells us all is...

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Written By:  D. Collins 4/26/24


If I were to ever lay eyes on you again.
I'd say, I'm not perfect, but on the high end.
We put...

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Cleaved from God’s light, we wished to be as He
but one day we ate the forbidden fruit,
whose toxins caused dread and in heart envy,
darkening our...

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Written By:  D. Collins 3/27/24


Watching the dark sky turn from night to day.
The sun that soon follows warms us with its rays.
There's nothing 'mo...

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Love alone is real and that’s life’s gist
but imagining we’re distanced from source,
grace that uplifts, we begin to resist,
opting instead to employ use of force.
Mistaken...

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I

Forever doomed as villains causing pain,
Condemned as the outlaws of cruel kinds—
What an old prejudice, mindless refrain
Repeated ad nauseam, heavy that grinds,
And error all the...

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Talos's teather


Protected by having
in an industry of lovers
he proceeds to ply
between two things i
characters together
heirs to assignment
cohorts of work
trouble through the details
sort out the duties
define...

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Written By:  D. Collins 3/2/24


Every person should know they did something in life.
Produced something special and nourished it right.
Taught them good from bad and...

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Each time soul’s reborn, it begins anew,
with memory of its past life wiped clean,
feeling vividly each hue as though new,
truth of existence attempting to glean.
Love’s...

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Colorful butterflies, shadow's midst light,
impressively, true blue male hue, in spite
of the female shadows in a brown hue,
yet, it's the white margin, brilliant sky blue
the...

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And pollen to pollinate -- love now sells,
and mostly with this big kisser that tells
its real name is 'Hot Lips' just by looking.
Made Margaret Houlihan...

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Flower blooms heaven in seventh-year warps,
yet, Coryanthes, the Bucket Orchid,
is an odd flower. The lip's limited
into a water-filled bucket; bugs, oops, 
fall in, but can't...

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1) Preamble

As breath’s created, sustained and destroyed,
we see trika, threefold aspect at play
through life, where we are by ego decoyed,
until we choose to make love...

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Is not God a concept, till we see Him?
How will memorising scriptures assist?
Conditioned beliefs make our soul’s light dim.
Love alone is real and that’s life’s...

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The whole world down, to our floaters of love,
be the Agrias Butterfly, from South
and Central America. In awe of
their mystique hues and mid-sized, word-of-mouth
spreads 'neath...

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