October 13, 2019Poem
Dance with words
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Dance with words
Jumbled by the rhythm
Of night music
Barely heard above the fallout
From a nearby balcony
Where once a lover stood
Waiting for a call
To arms
Wars were never fought
For want of peace
They fill a void
That grows
Between misunderstanding
The truth of need
Is more than want
And the belief
A heart can bear
The pain of losing
Ownership of time.
We ought to know
There is more to love
Than its beginning
Bearing loss
Is more a proof of hope
Than finding any
Truths in darkness
A hole is still a space
To plant a seed
Natural progress
Is a priceless gift
Opportunity is more than
A doorway to redemption
And perception
As symptomatic
Of a growth toward
The safety
Of the familiar
As words of love
Are carried further
Than a sigh
On the restless breath
Of midnight