The World Of Poets





As poets we have learned not to hate
Theories of race, religion we cannot relate.
A poet cannot be dictated to
We write what our hearts hold true.
From across the globe, we come to share
Joys, sorrows, burdens we bare
We are here today, gone tomorrow
Life is but a time that we borrow
Sharing thoughts, experiences
On a platform that gives new meaning
Learning to listen, learning to give
The tolerance of learning to forgive.
One cannot change the world with poetry
Writing a poem is a feat extraordinary
I think the written word is a thing of beauty
Where sensibilities find sanctuary 
The world of poets is a fine place
Here poets orbit as stars in the Milky Space.

Émigré

Grief worn
Fear torn
Smiles gone
Forlorn
Impugned
Shunned
Banned
Fined
Jailed
Sermoned
Scorned
Caned
Pawned
Spurned
Warned
Wounded
Pained
Alone
Abandoned
In the
Unknown.

Mind Rapids

Mathematics was spared
When Einstein prepared
E= mc squared
In the light of the matter
We felt energy scatter
That's how physics declared.

Entanglement of time, space
A gravitational interlace
Theory of everything
The questions they bring
The phenomena of cyberspace.

I Fall

I fall
Into autumn~
The silence wakes me.
A Barred Owl call
Lengthens the night--
I chase a Dragonfly.
Moonlight on milkweed -
I walk through 
The circle of stars.
In October's chill
Shadows evaporate
On dog-eared pages.
I hear the wind howling
On it's way
To the sea.
I fill my 
Glass
With moonlight
And dream of 
Shooting stars.