I write the poems that make hearts sing,
I write the poems that make bells ring.
I write poems that make you cry,
and the poems that make you ask, Why?
I write the poems because you are mine,
I write the poems because you rhyme.
I write the poems as high as the sky,
and the poems you are the apple of my eye.
I write the poems because they are there,
I write the poems that come from nowhere.
I write the poems that make me sigh,
and the poems when you make me high.
I write the poems of my dreams,
I write the poems bursting from seams.
I write the poems from my soul,
and the poems when you make me whole.
I write the poems about hurt and strife,
I write the poems that save a life.
I write the poems that wrench your world,
and the poems where truth is unfurled.
Like a flag-waving above the din,
helping us escape the fix we are in.
I've been reading your posts for weeks. One great write after another. Powerful, truthful, touching thought provoking, meaningful stuff. Then this??? Confusing, an off day perhaps? I have them all the time, (most of the time, in fact) but this isn't what I've come to expect from you. Love your work, but not a big fan of this one. Of course, I've never been a Manilow fan either. Go figure. Thanks for all of your efforts, including this one. Dick
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
Regis
Anna
love,
ET
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY