Poetry

1
Thoughts are poetry
Those simple thoughts that we get
With the light or love
Little words that come
Taken into your hands
Juggled a little
To rearrange
And.......there is your poem!

2
In poetry
You don't say it all
You leave little spaces
To be filled in by the reader
Who is a poet too!

3
There's a song that says
I wasn't a poet until I met you
I wasn't a lover until I met you
I wasn't an enemy (to others)
Until I loved you
I didn't have faith ( in the universe)
Until I loved you.....

Doves (Being)

1.
Doves sit in silence
One on it's tummy
One on a leg(the white one)
One with chin tucked in and lids half closed(the grey one)
One gazing at the sun(the carefree one)
All contemplating....
It's clear ...that...
They have everything !


2
There was a dove(a black one)
That flew the day it was born
It had come back after I had gone
And had not forgotten
What it was to fly
Yes it was reborn!


3
Water
The dove sipped a little
Then dunked it's head
And tossed it
Made the drops fly into rainbows
Refreshed!


4
When the tummy is full ,
The dove starts preening ,
Pecking and fluffing,
Refreshing;
The body needs care and love,
Self love;
It doesn't forget...