The Best Kind of Love

there comes a time
when we love
someone

openly

or

secretly

but do not
know
why
nor
how
Words
cannot
hold the
weight of their
smile.  That’s when
we start writing poetry

 

Let us sit down soon to eat

foodLet us sit down soon to eat

with all those who haven’t eaten;
let us spread great tablecloths,
put salt in the lakes of the world,
set up planetary bakeries,
tables with strawberries in snow,
and a plate like the moon itself from which we can all eat.
For now I ask no more than the justice of eating.

~Pablo Neruda

 

Spontaneous Poem for Wednesday – by Pamela Goode

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My friend, Pam Goode probably has no idea how much an inspiration she is to me, and on so many different levels, and for so many different reasons….but she is.  I considered her Spontaneous Poem for Wednesday a true gift, as it was exactly what I was looking for this morning…in a “Seek and ye shall find” kind of way.    Thank you for this, Pam.

(P.S. – Oh…and you rock.)

Weightless

there are times of
too many
too much
too few
never enough

and the subject matter dances between the lines, depending
voices
emotions
work
drink
sustenance
fear
sorrow
joy
surprise

and sometimes what falls into “too much” one day
falls into “never enough” on another

and i struggle with this dance of
emotion
pain
joy
change

in equal amounts of
too much and
too little

believing
that to live fully is to know
it all
intensely
hurt and
solace

but it is never
weightless

c. Pamela Goode