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True love means to be loved
How u are.
True love means to be loved
When u are down,
True love means to be loved
When are u are blue.
True love means
Two in one forever.

Ripening fruit
swells more each day
till skin so tight
unable to contain the desire within
bursts----
yielding its insides
to the sunshine
which enters her
and touches the soft flesh
- an act of love
the eternal song of nature -
earth receiving the falling rain
shore receiving the returning tide
female and male uniting
in perfect harmony
and for each
- an act of love

Love is one of life's greatest mysteries
It is the driving force
which shapes man's destiny
It is the very foundation
upon which life itself is built

Love leads
life follows
Love is a way of life
One cannot detach oneself from Love
to make a decision
for Love is life itself

Throughout the ages
the power of Love
has gripped the hearts of men
- mighty men who feared nothing
and made them powerless
to resist its spell

Kingdoms rose and fell
Armies laid others waste
and were laid waste by others
Men died in agony
at the command of a Love-infected leader
Paris and Helen of Troy
in the Trojan War
Samson and Delilah
in the battles with the Philistines
Anthony and Cleopatra
in the Roman Civil War

Love is a potent force
that sometimes makes fools
of earth's mighty men of valour
And yet this same Love
has been an instrument of good
with which nothing can compare

There are many kinds of Love -
a man for his God
a man for his woman
a friend for his friend
a person for his kin
a man for his dog
- these and many more

Though the particular cases differ
the effect of Love is the same
- that feeling which inspires and drives men
to achieve things
they once believed impossible

Many a knight fought great odds
and won for his lady
Many a man leaves his comfortable niche
in society
and goes out to endure
the hardship and pain
of the less fortunate
as he gives of himself unselfishly
to improve their state
because of his love for
His God, duty and ideals

History is filled with leaders
who tried to build
and maintain an empire
with the might of brute force
and failed -
Charlemagne
Alexander The Great
Julius Caesar
Napoleon Bonaparte
Adolph Hitler

And yet
a humble carpenter of Nazareth
who shunned brute force
and violence
built an empire on Love
two thousand years ago
and today it covers
the face of the earth

Alone I sit
staring at the cold grey sky
All around
winter's handiwork
so silent
so beautiful
fills the land

Drifting lazily upwards
pillars of smoke
rise ghost-like
from the chimneys
On the ground below
the freshly fallen snow
so quiet, so fragile
instils deep peace
within my soul

Standing alone in the distance
a church steeple
points majestically towards the sky
in silent testimony
of its God

Nothing stirs -
the sparrows have gone to bed
this cold winter's evening
dreaming pleasant dreams
of tomorrow's spring
when new life will take form
in Nature's world
or perhaps they dream
of yesterday's summer
when they flitted happily
from tree to tree
dancing in the sunshine
so happy to be alive
and free

Yet dream on
my little friends
cold winter must reign
a little while longer
still blessing the earth
with her deep silent beauty
--- as now the snow begins to fall
once more

From the outside not one has the capacity to see
inside there's hopelessness that has taken over me
I don't want others cognizant of my crippling inner grief
when it occurs the response never veers from disbelief

Perpetual indignation and excessive change is too much to face
Indubitably instrumental in molding me into a basket case
A condition not obvious induces some to question ' Is it real! '
'JUST BE VERY THANKFUL' you don't feel the way I feel

Suicidal thoughts I must deal with often is truly horrifying
it's torture having to fend off frequent feelings of dying
People "cry out" plenty in hopes others acknowledge their sign
FACT IS too few choose to care...that's THE BOTTOM LINE

Humans must live with a degree of sorrow
just knowing we're not promised tomorrow
An existence inundated with crippling grief
it seems dying is the only relief

Without mercy life incessantly pounds you
getting back up harder and harder to do
Humanity most responsible for unduly pain
mankind steadily straying farther from sane

Longing for answers to life induces stress
if we can't grasp or control it why obsess
Life makes little to no sense so Why Worry
the unknown was meant to be blurry

Answer to why we're here, there isn't one
reasons we shouldn't be are a ton

Howdee partner,
can I call you Jesse James,
a fine write you have there mister.
it's all good old name of the game!

from folks down Dakota south,
boy you got us talking all the way up north,
I ain't hinting and saying all that,
you got us where you want us, I'm just saying lad.

Now Indians and cowboys,
oh what the heck boy,
forgotten what's like those good old days,
you bring all those back with a little whack and bang.

Tis just the way we used to play,
with water bombs and toy guns,
county and woods and a rush of adventure,
bring the whole group of folks together.

by the way I've got news for you,
if you are the kid I've heard from the news,
there's a price on your tiny head,
A hundred gold coins and the most wanted!

even Billy the kid ain't tough enough,
to brush your name from tis page ,
I'll be waiting for you at poets corner,
for a western duel here at high noon.

you got your cowboy hat,
I'll bring my Indian Axe,
tis town ain't big for both of us,
its either you,me or the rest of the pack!

I'm known from tis part of town,
as Ancient Bullman the red Indian,
I've got Cafe to watch my back,
On your corner who do you have?

and when its all over,
we'll run faster than the wolves,
to take a frantic cover,
from the county famous sheriff!

they say he is Lightning Macduff,
and strike fears with his name,
always leaving behind his cuffs,
riding on a big horse log!

Good day, Ma'am is that you Miss Daisy?
Say you won't happen to know about my cousin,
She goes by the name Cherry bunny,
and she has a mighty lucky bunny feet!

Would you join me in Pow Wow?
with the rest of the family,
we'll do a thousand jumping Jacks,
while Jesse Will show you the ropes to Rodeo!

Every minute a fool is born
Common sense they have to mourn.
Many of us are fools for love.
But is this bad? Well kind of.
Not thinking just rushing in.
But come on is that a sin?
We may make a foolish mistake
And get too close to a snake.
Once bitten twice shy
An expression I don’t buy,
Because like the fool that I am
I jump from the fire into the flying pan.

By C. A. Vialogos August 2012

Love inexplicably strikes without warning
like lightning from ominous sky
Just as quickly leave one mourning
without a goodbye or reason why

Most joy stems from being in love
euphoria higher than heavens above
It's life shattering losing your mate
pain only broken hearts generate

Loves become arduous to maintain
like birds fighting gale force rain
Impedes seeing what cheaters disguise
reason many are repeatedly victimized

Initially believing love last forever
now married rarely remain together
Love has forever symbolized unfair
unfortunate for humans I declare

On my front porch swing contemplating a rhyme
close by Sparrows chirp aloud killing time
Sparkling White sand covers Pensacola beaches
a Woodpecker's tapping for tidbits he beseeches

Rolling Thunder from afar shakes the sky
ominous lightning strikes violently near by
Wind brings about a whistle from the trees
leaves begin flapping in the gusting breeze

At rain approaching I can only stare
so close the smell permeates the air
A chorus of frogs' disperse piercing sound
rain fades leaving behind saturated ground

Birds scurry for morsels they most like to eat
surfacing insects always an appetizing treat
Sprinkling lingers as Sun returns from away
a Rainbow sums up this rainy afternoon day

Nature is indubitably the home for Zen
all things breathtaking she takes part in