�Feel�

The shades of light are a difficult omen
You feel love and your heart is open
He is full of promise, plans and X-Ray glasses
What happens if Winter appears in the middle of August?

The phrases of a beautiful night
May give way to the on-coming hearse
And these early days can only delay
They will make falling such a painful birth
What’s in his palm?
And what’s it’s worth?
You’re usually pulled out screaming with such terrible burns

It doesn’t always have to be like that
This time you may be surprised…
Just three little words said without guilt, fear or loathing
And what makes him different is that these words are always spoken

Give him a chance and love could be real
Making you happy that you finally feel.



 

Reviews

[Rick Puetter]

Hi Steve,

This is a more positive poem about belief. There are still the edges of doubt, but here you are working your way around them in a positive mood. Again you are sitting on the cusp, but are leaning more to one side this time. Very nice.

I have similar themes in lots of my poetry. If you have time and interest, you might like "Epic" and "The skeletons march". To get an idea of my solution to doubt and meaning, you might try "Warrior of Life".

Best regards,

Rick