Good morning, all. A poem for your thoughts? A poem for your feelings? I long to share and share too long. What would you have me do? What would you ask of me? A man in a box, a box for a man. What’s inside? Even if you shake it, beware the cat! For it may not be dead. Oh how it feels to receive a gift. Today I have for you a poem I wrote yesterday, thinking of my favorite writer. Please enjoy, my many friends, allies and associates. (Those not in the aforementioned categories may perish).
Mana Burn
Heart’s desire
A gun for hire
Taken care of
Oh so gently
Oh so kindly
Compassion’s sweet embrace
A mercy
To you
Must be done
Suffering must abate
Won’t be long
Winter’s over
Spring is here
Thy will be done
Down a pill, just for fun
Far away from the pier
A single little lit lantern
Lightning strikes a lonely light
Focus from the fire
So too does your soul burn
Poems by Sam 