Romeo and Juliet
didn't try to rhyme
their love was
right on time
Maybe William Shakespeare
did the sublime
Around the same time
Cupid carried his arrows and bow
pulled and shot love arrows
straight as they would flow
However love and romance
down on earth progressed slow
The woman loved so
many men acted as though
they didn't know
The women moved on
one monkey don't stop no show
Romance and love on earth
down through the ages
worst than lions and tigers
locked in cages
many lovers go extreme
with their rages
Seems romance only perfectly
rhymes on poets and writers pages
Love is not always "physical"; the best being "mental": caring for one another more than we do ourselves...at least as much as! :o)
btw - poetry doesn't always have to rhyme...
Blessings and Love - Micke
Reviewed by Flying Fox Ted L Glines (Reader)
Reviewed on September 29, 2008
Methinks you have an excellent point there, Grady :-)
Imagine if people were gone, disappeared, extinct, and aliens swooped down and read our books and postings about love. They'd get an idea about human "love" which never did exist on this planet. In our poems, we idealize love, put it up on a pedestal to be adored and cherished and even worshipped, when, in fact, it may be mostly about infatuation and desire; more fantasy than truth. Fact is, we are about as idealistic as weasels when it comes to sex and "love" is the mask we wear in public. Still we enjoy writing the poems, and reading them is even better. And dear olde Shakespeare did have a way with the gals :-)
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btw - poetry doesn't always have to rhyme...
Blessings and Love - Micke
Imagine if people were gone, disappeared, extinct, and aliens swooped down and read our books and postings about love. They'd get an idea about human "love" which never did exist on this planet. In our poems, we idealize love, put it up on a pedestal to be adored and cherished and even worshipped, when, in fact, it may be mostly about infatuation and desire; more fantasy than truth. Fact is, we are about as idealistic as weasels when it comes to sex and "love" is the mask we wear in public. Still we enjoy writing the poems, and reading them is even better. And dear olde Shakespeare did have a way with the gals :-)
Ted