Tell Me How
Tell me how
You might be brave
When you run away
At the first glimpse of danger
Tell me how
You'd make me a slave
You demand your way
But you&
Oceans of Mine
The Treason of Humanity
No one wants to know how much it matters to talk, how vital it is to express oneself.
But no one tells the birds to be quiet, or the crickets to be silent.
Different Love
You may know so many things, be attuned to my mind...
But do you know the depths of love?
Why stop a feeling that is so kind?
Why stop a lover's
Tender
Tender is his heart,
Tender is his love,
The one who reaches me,
Plucked me from skies above;
Tender is his touch,
Tender is his kiss,
And tender is my heart for him;
On the Tail of the Poetry Half-Marathon
Twelve hours and twelve poems, nine a.m. to nine p.m. on Saturday. And that was just the half-marathon.
I knew it would be a challenge, emotionally and physically; I didn&