Poetry is the sublime distillation
of words and thought
coming together
in perfection

An unreasonable world this is
as people seldom look beyond themselves
all out they are for self-gratification
worthy perspectives they sadly miss

over time,  their hearts are calcified
beauty and wonder they dismiss
human connectedness is dismally lost
their loneliness sets in as thick as the darkest mist

Fear not the outcome
do what you must
despite all uncertainties
yourself you should trust

only action can set you free
as into the unknown you ******
the veil will then be lifted
the mist will disperse at last.

I never like
the word 'spent'
it seems to signify
there's nothing left
something has been wasted
can't be salvaged
in the extreme -
dead!

Everyone says:
'Such is life':
but when asked
about 'such'
they are silent

Your best contribution
of the day-
when you don't stand
in someone's way

Love transcends
and is its own land-
each in its uniqueness
alone on its own strand

beyond itself
none else can understand
the heart only is sure
of where it does stand