"loveall" poems
I love to live once again
like the withered tree
shines in spring's green
and like the cuckoo sings in sheen
i love tolive once again
and to ride on this delightful train
i like tolive again like a flower
that spreads scents of fragrant shower
i prefer not to quiver at all
i wish once again to loveall.
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 5:37 AM UTC
I have contemplated the meaning of life
As if contemplation imparts meaning or depth
As if meaning imparts meaning
or depth.
Then in linguistic merriment
I leapt
Ad Infinitum
Ad nauseum
Ad lib
Ad absurdum
Life as a language
Ad verbum
And round and round I went
Always Looping back to myself
Then in one grand sweeping motion
I deferred to you
Life
Where and then
I came to rest
Always different
Yet always the same
I have contemplated the meaning of life
As if there were somewhere to be
Someplace to go
A vagabond’s journey
How funny
A lesson learned
A righteous rule
A digital ballroom
A barroom brawl
Y’ all
A loveall.
And I have contemplated the meaningless of life
Just something to do
Perhaps better than nothing
Nowhere to go
No roadmap to get there
Except
Here where
You are
Life
Love
I am.
Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 3:37 PM UTC