I wrote this several years ago
It's not all dark moods,
you show me in glimpses
the man who will be,
the pride and strength, eager to build
a better world,
the overwhelming tenderness,
your admiration given:
diamondlike,sparking with ideals.
You have not yet mapped out your limits
but your horizon darkens with the suspicion
that you may be only human
then you curse and rant,
a little boy again in rage
as yet nothing is fixed,
bright spectrum of maybes, pools of darkness
elate and terrify me watching,
learning (maybe soon) to trust you.
Eternal questions with no answer
storm and rage their bootless course,
clear moments of still unquenched truth,
behind the details
only love.
YOU ARE READING
Sweeping Winds and Rainbow Beginnings
PoetryThese are a few of my poems. I would prefer to take my time and try to sort the better ones out from the rubbish so it might take me a while to collect. I hope you can stop by and enjoy a poem or several. In poetry (good or bad) we express something...
