Dark Side of the Moon

Into the Wind

Like the feathered flower so the transient traveler into the wind

Love is thoughtful, Love is caring; Love is helpful, Love is sharing.

And I am forced To send my kiss into the air Trusting that it will find its way to you

Isn’t it refreshing to meet people with so much time to give so much wisdom to impart and so very little discretion...

Faithful are the wounds of a friend; but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful.

Written as a response poem to WEAPONS by Charles Robert Lindholm

The biggest lie in all the world: “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” The biggest truth: WEAPONS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

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twenty six letters
weapons
funny shapes and angles
made into words
telling me things
I don’t want to know

Poetry = heart-song expounded with brevity

You kiss me in the morning and some at night as well,
But the kisses that you give to me do no love story tell.