
Listen to your heart
Your friends and family are hurting.
Listen to the keeper of your soul
Up there is love worth courting.

Poetry is Good for America


We’re not in this all together
The road is long and empty.
There isn’t enogh love
To fill in the potholes of emptiness,

A seat near the bonfire
Because I belong.
Together we sing
The healing song.

What do I know about love?
More than I dare to measure.
What do I know about hope?
More than I know about treasure.

I am the note
He never read
The note you never gave him
I am love unshared.