(Not So Sheer) Poetry In Motion

There is no remedy for love but to love more. - Thoreau

from different sides of the tracks

your poem whispered of rainbows, butterflies and trees

mine screamed of storms, weeds and skinned knees

your poem said thank you

mine said please

yours made bold declarations

mine meaningless decrees

somehow when our lips met

'twas instant kizmet

keys and honeybees jingled and danced with ease

eyes without faces getting down upon their knees

grinning for white wedding pictures

joined together by fate's who'd-have-thought breeze

as a couplet with big smiles together rhymed

"cheese"

Author's Note

"In a world of peace and love, music would be the universal language." - Thoreau