Wisdom from the Ages

I will have poetry in my life. And adventure. And love. Love above all. No... not the artful postures of love, not playful and poetical games of love for the amusement of an evening, but love that... over-throws life. Unbiddable, ungovernable - like a riot in the heart, and nothing to be done, come ruin or rapture.

Friday, November 27, 2009

An Incurable Romantic.

I am in incurable romantic

I believe in hope, dreams, and decency.
Tenderness and kindness.


I believe in mankind.

I believe in goodness,
Mercy and charity
I believe in a universal spirit
I believe in casting bread
Upon the waters.


I am awed by the snow capped mountains
By the vastness of the oceans.

I am moved by a couple
Of any age - holding hands
As they walk through city streets.


A living creature in pain
Makes me shudder with sorrow
A seagull's cry fills me
With a sense of mystery.

A river or stream
Can move me to tears
A lake nestling in a valley
Can bring me peace.
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3 comments:

  1. Tzoulia KadoglouNovember 27, 2009 at 11:04 AM

    i will follow u 2.

    i love the words in this poem.

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  2. ValeriaNovember 29, 2009 at 5:43 PM

    we all are incurable romantics :)

    www.misspennylane-valeria.blogspot.com

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  3. littlejNovember 29, 2009 at 5:51 PM

    Valeria, you're absolutely right, but it's a good thing I guess!

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