innumerable broken hearts
can heal

will heal

given half a chance

lets play music in our poems
lets hear it
lets play it
lets love it
lets make
music
lets mind dance
lets heart dance
lets go for it
in our bodies
lets do it
lets do it now
lets do it

Yes!! take a chance or dare !
Buy that ticket-
Fly to a welcome-

but beware life here-
is not life there

Here lives a man-
with no spouse
or mother-

or sister to keep
this man in
housework neat

nor any other
restraint
nor guilt

or excuse
to be
and just to be

the wings of mind have failed
there is nothing left
a husk a manikin
a doll with glass eyes

I do not know anything
but I believe
much things

and yes its true

when folk stop believing in God;
they do not believe in nothing;
they believe in anything

Before your eyes fill
with fading,
come rest them here.
Let my shoulders bear
your burden;
let me absorb your tears.
Give this day a rest;
your wounded heart
is weary.
Close your tired eyes;
you've done your best.
Close your tired eyes,
and let me do the rest.

r ~ 5/16/14

who does not speak of what their heart is full of;
there is a certain Virginian
whose heart words lift you into joyous rapture