Poetry and Beauty for Saturday, August 7, 2004

Formed fully in my mother’s womb Fashioned by my Father’s hands Sperm of my earthy father Begins the process of me. Born on a cold December Fifty plus years ago. My body is degenerating, Ready to set my spirit free. How did God Take a little baby And bring her into a middle aged woman. It wasn’t... Sign in to see full entry.

Lovers dance Sometimes together Sometimes apart Lovers dance Lovers move to their own beat Controllers ruin the dance Lovers move together and apart control ruins the dance It is synergy Symmetry Sympathy Similarity They are separate but Equal The same but Different. Romance is the dance That lovers... Sign in to see full entry.