Will there ever be a time
When humanity accepts
That they are more
Than themselves
Will they ever know
The joy
Of love
And the Oneness
Of Being
Or will they constantly
Engage themselves
In hatred
And lies
And the need for Power
And will they turn their backs
On all that is
To instead
Have
Only
Themselves

Heaviness in the pit of my stomach
Tears coming to my eyes
I don’t know what it’s about
And I think I’m going to cry
Dirges of sentiment
That I encounter
Take away my ability
To scream
And I am one
With the Universe
And I cry
For all those
Who are in pain
And I wonder
If it will ever end
I cringe
At the sentiment
Felt
In
My being
And I want
Peace
And love
To be
At the center
And
All I feel
Is
PAIN

Sometimes words come easily to me
And sometimes not
Sometimes I forget to take the time
And others, not

Poetry, as an expression of life
Makes pictures out of words
And takes our minds soaring
To new heights
Of understanding
So today
I put pen to paper
And fingers to keyboards
And
I will write

A little bit of milk
And sweetener, just a touch
I’m making up a tea
And  don’t want to have too much

A little bit of toast
Butter, jam upon the top
I love to have   my special snack
I don’t know how to stop

Perhaps I’ll have a plum or two
Or a banana that is ripe
Some chocolate, smile on my lips
Now that is more my type

Of course some ice cream, cherries too
Whip cream would make it swell
And nuts and sprinkles, silver *****
I promise I won’t tell

Alas, the tea is all I have
I have to watch my waist
I dream about the other stuff
Would love to have a taste

It’s not easy to feel  the loss
To allow ourselves to go into the pain
Knowing the overwhelming depth of emptiness
That we are going to sustain

Tears in my eyes
Why does everything feel so sad
Loss, compromise
Life is about
A give and take
Many times the take
Is bigger than the give
Until
We look  from a distance
And understand
That giving
Is many more times more powerful
Than receiving