No, Love means

Compassion and fairily you,
light means.

I meant what I meant,
when I meant it

Up the Eiffel Tower
I will meet you
in a world of fools.

I heard what you heard
when I heard it.

Mother Nature herself, leads you
through your life,
in a world of souls.

Up the sky
I will meet Argus,
in a world of Love.

I thought what you thought,
while thinking it.

(interlude)

You mean
Love,
Sweet Lord.

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Trust


Without trust,
there can be no love.

A lifetime is perhaps too short,
to acquire trust
that has never had a chance.

"You will have to live
outside your comfort zone,
to discover love."

"Trust me.", I said.

In anguish,
she has yet to reply.


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jm
18 Nov. 2015

It is very easy to lose trust when one has been hurt one time too many, Jim. Nice poem.

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It's especially difficult to gain trust, if one has never had it, Julie.
There are several in that situation, and they all lack trust. It's like
trying to explain colors to a blind person.

It's especially difficult to gain trust, if one has never had it, Julie.
There are several in that situation, and they all lack trust. It's like
trying to explain colors to a blind person.

Maybe the world has never given them any reason to start trusting people, Jim, very sad.

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I think that we are all -- believe it, or not, Julie -- are finally turning
another corner, as of today. What is involved, especially of the man, is an
almost infinite amount of patience.

By the way, I showed her your picture, painting the lighthouse. She knows
about you, and equally-sympathizes. Perhaps, one day, you two, especially,
can meet each other (I'll keep my mouth shut.).

The pleasure to meet her would be all mine, Jim.

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What would Be without Love?

Time runs through Space,
while ignorance suits us well.

Fish in the Sea know how we feel,
leaping into their nets,
they trust their fellow fish,
who trust the Mystery.

They stood up for Love
whilst drinking Absinth from
Father Abraham’s herb garden.

Shadows beat the sore
sight for our eyes, on the window pane.
And nodding at their brothers,
they also trust the Mystery

For closing down your mind
leads you to the dark trail
where Magick cannot
reach your life’s path.

Five words to tell you
To fourget
The two Cans
One loves.

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A beautiful poem, Julie. I am going to forward it to Eve, if you don't mind.

A beautiful poem, Julie. I am going to forward it to Eve, if you don't mind.

Of course not.

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Thank you.

BLACK IS

Fundamentalism AIMES at France
Ethics become AMOR Complicated matter,
harboring the big wide open.

The white rose is blossoming in the night,
nightshade leaves intertwined with its thorns.

Alpha articulated Omega’s name
to his son Job
and the wife of Job laughed and laughed

Third time a war breaks loose
on some lonely old planet!
Have you heard?
Have you heard?

(Interlude)

Ommm mumbled the Buddha,
and the big wide open was tossed
into the ocean blue.

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Hope you, yourself, are safe, Julie.

Hope you, yourself, are safe, Julie.

If we all keep our inner peace and resolve conflicts by dialogue, we might restrain WW III, Jim, but my hope has sunk into my shoes lately, as the Dutch saying goes.

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Shoes, of Hope


My hope has sunk
into my shoes.
No inner peace
is felt.

Two shoes don't
start a dialogue,
if they don't move
towards those who hate.

Acceptance is
for those who dream --
of hardened hearts
that start to melt.

To strive to hear
each other's cry --
to say, "I care.",
before, too late.

A walk to take
on common ground.
An outstretched hand,
when love is found.

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21 Nov 15

Stranger

Hey stranger, please don't go way way
Stranger, won't you just stay ay ay

Before the many fives and sixes
came a forsaken few,
divided by Blue you
On a (rainy) Monday on the Moon.

(from there) the raindrops
reach us from the land
where it never rains.
Autumn falls (there)
on a (black) Spring night.

Stranger, I say,
toss it into the ocean Blue!
The world will leap after it..

Into the ocean Blue ue ue

(Babies in the battlefield
starve in the arms of their mothers,
who cannot provide them with (any) milk)

You are never alone
Oh Stranger, you, are
never alone one one

I'll call you Sand.

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Beautiful, Julie D. No stranger, you.

Beautiful, Julie D. No stranger, you.

Thank you Jim, I like your poem as well :)

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COCO

He can, Coco,
Yes he can.

Look! There comes passion
From around the corner,
Curved by his flight.

Luck! Is all one needs
In life, coming from the corner
Of a windowless room;
The dried up salt chased
The spirit of the peanut
Far away .

The cat leaps into her fourthcoming life
To see herself bound by the mirror
That lies in front of her.

See?

He can, oh yes
He can
That Coco, he can.

He gets used to it
As he comes along.

Lies! Are the last thing
This planet needs to save
Herself from the pushing and shoving
In her deepest core.

Love! Is all we need
To keep the cats Happy,
Thinking of their fifth life.

Coco can, yes
Coco, he can.

(Interlude)

Lay your love
On the Blue ocean,
Dear Coco
Yes, please do.

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Julie, COCO -- Your poem might save me from lies, and the lack of love.
I've forwarded it. Thanks,