Love Kills

"the slide from love to hate"

 They say it’s blind,Maybe, maybe not.But it blinds! In the name of the father,The mother,One’s country.God! We protect that, which we love,From suffering, from harm, from hate,Against all. Beyond reason, beyond sanity,Beyond our own life.And in defiant defence is where we fail. We are...

Can I Trust You With My Heart ?

"Love and passion are everything you need"

Our love so pure and intense from the first dayOur passion grows stronger with every touch With this love fear creeps in and makes us ask Can I trust you with my heart ? The answer is always yes ... You can trust me...

Set her heart free

"Sometimes reaching out into the world is all it takes, but others it needs more"

She looks in the mirror wondering whyher deepest desires never come true.Is she unattractive because of her size or maybe it's her personality?She just doesn't know. Maybe she should accept the opportunity offered but that just makes her sad because she knows deep in...

Love Magician

"If you believe in magic I'm your man."

  How I long to make her happy,with extra tender loving care,to be her love magician,to paint a smile from thin air. I'd conjure up the sweetest kiss,and then one hundred more,to make her feel alive and real,like she's never done before. A...

When Shall We Wake?

"Dedicated to my friend, Alan, and all those with a poetic heart"

When shall we wake? Shall we wait, wringing our hands,Until our last child smiles no more?Shall we wait until he’s gone to war? Shall we wait, with a self-righteous tear, as last he feels his mother's love,And ends his life in the streets of...

They Said To Me

"The moon isn't a harsh mistress; music is."

THEY SAID TO ME She said to me, “I am leaving you, so you can play music without guilt.”I looked at her, and then I went to play a concert. They said to me, “We are taking away your job; you can’t...

Deep in her heart!

"She knew he was hers..."

The moment she spotted him from across the roomGoose bumps rose on her arms.But why?What was it, the way he looked?His tanned muscular bodyWith blonde hairand piercing blue eyes.Or was it his smileAnd the way it brightened the entire room. No,...

From Alan

"A poem for a Lost Friend"

"Write what you know you think you feel, write just for yourself. Write the way you learned from me, and write for everyone else. Sometimes they will love it, most often they will not... Worry about that later, but for now just give...

I want to speak of passionand all of its untold edges, the barely tangible ones that touch like a summer mist,the ones that spring forth to take us in a furious storm.But to speak in such a waywhere all sings of intimacy and the...