Monday, December 7, 2009

3 Billion Go To Bed Hungry, 3 Billion Go To Bed Looking For Love

Saturday, June 6, 2009

to have love
to lose love
like grasping at the fog
to find a kindered spirit
out of reach
out of mind

the comfort of years later
never to be shared
the laughter
the cries
footpath for two
walked as one

words can be hollow
when they can't be heard
words dance in your head
somebody's love song
better than yours

what is meant to be
no truer words
heavy heart to be lighter
journey without end
hand in hand
what is meant to be


Anonymous said...

Love the blog name and black/white theme! Very sharp. This poem is beautiful and would love to borrow this week please. You have a whole new journey ahead of you!
Coffee Table Poetry

R. Jacob said...

you may borrow away. Thanks for the kind words.

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