Two Poems

 

1. Love is for…

 

Love is for the innocent and the naïve to believe in

Love is for the people who have no troubles to claim some

Love is for the young and the foolish to cherish

Love is for the needy and the weak to rely upon

Love is for the bold and the brave to seize upon

Love is for the compromisers and the arguers to exalt

Love is for the communists and fascists to propagandise

Love is for the artist and the linguist to personify

Love is for the dancer and the musician to compose

 

 

Love is for the writer to extirpate, despoil, shred to ribbons and abandon, shattered in ruins upon typewritten paper

 

 

Petty concept, love  

 

 

2. I am Wax

 

Wax

I am.

I am Wax

Wax, am I?

Am I?

Wax.

 

And I’m not sorry about it.

Reviews

[Elaina Rea]

wax, huh? what have you been smoking lately?

[James Jason Dye]

The first poem is true except for the last line which is very disagreeable. Problem is people tend to think their perceptions are the same as others. Love is very real to me, to love. Those that forget it tend to not realize it's been forgotten. The second poem I liked a lot, it's simple, the wax could be anything. It represents to me the certainties of who we are, the uncertainies of who we are and how others perceive who we are yet not caring what they think because we are who we are. An interesting paradigm.

[Mishel Rosario Reyes]

LOL genious, why not democratic, communist is all created equal and one tyrant, mmmmmm, I get ya, just sheer genious, ---Mishel

[Dice Rosenthal]

I understand the first poem, and it makes me feel like it should be engraved somewhere, like on a metal bookmark, or on a poster...
But the second poem...i'll admit, i don't get at all....sorry lol. It has good flow though...if that means anything.