Three poems about love


is what matters


is what counts

win, lose or draw

it’s love

that amounts

to something

to everything

to all

in this life

so let’s live

and let love

* * *

here and now

we love and live

or here and now

we die

no far, fair land

no time sublime

beneath some cloudless sky

but here and now

wind blown,

storm tossed

we live

through love

then die

* * *

“Love endures all things”

but love likes to laugh and smile, too

and love doesn’t need all the things we do

just to prove that it can endure them

like flowers

they may need us to manure them


but sun and rain

and even a kind word or gentle touch

have been heard to add much

to the blooming miracle

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