For You

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[All images courtesy of MS. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)]

Pixel Poets,
The well will never go dry.
The pen will break- for sure.
But the well; we’ll never go dry.

Keep it going

This is for you.
I’m writing this for you.
For you, for you, for you,
This is all for you,
You for all, and all ways
You

Keep it going

I’m saying it cryptically
Because sometimes
That’s the best way
The only way for those

Who don’t see
Who won’t see
What we see
As we see
As we can’t
Help but see…
Well, you see.

Keep it Going

Because if this means
To you
What this means
To me
Right now
Then my right now
Is gone as far as
I can tell.
So this is for you

Keep it going

I don’t know what it is.
I know it will rule your life.
I know you will be misunderstood.
Everywhere. Except here.
I get it. I’ve got it.

Keep it going

I wonder how long has gone
Since I put this down. 2018
And almost Christmas. That
Doesn’t mean much to me
Now. It didn’t mean much
To me when then was now.
But this does.

Keep it going

Once you’ve seen
The light on things
There no longer are things
Just one thing and you’re
A part of it like everyone
Else except you see it.
I’m here seeing it,
Probably there too,
But how?

Keep it going

You’re gonna hurt hard
For this, they’ll hit
You, but that’s only
Because it’s important.
The only Important.
Too important for anyone.
But you are: Someone.

Keep it going

I wish I could sit with
You awhile and know
I’m not alone in knowing.
But I am with you now,
And you are with alone;
The alone we share alone.
Now you know alone is not
Alone: You are not alone.
I was never told directly.

Keep it going

This best life.
This only life.
Walt wrote about it.
Emily was here, too.
Ralph Waldo and Maya.
Sylvia never quite
Made it to knowing.
But you will.

Keep it going

It gets better.
Not the part
That is horrible.
No- that
Stays horrible.
You get better.
You get stronger.

You hold more.
And more will make
The empty from others
Not burst you into
Empty rooms so much.

You will march
To one empty room.
You will leave
Shame on the couch.
You will always be
Full like you are now
Reading this.

Keep it going

Don’t make excuses.
You are necessary.
Look at these words.
You read them.
You are here.
You are necessary.

Keep it going

If you were here, we
Would laugh and talk,
Maybe go for a walk,
But we would for sure,
Share the lonely
That comes listening
To light too long
To loud to listen
To listen to look

Not any of those…
All of them
-and-
All at once.

Keep it going

The poem, the heart, the voice
That won’t quiet long enough
For you to realize you’re in love
With love and love loves a poem
Of love and the love that comes
From a poet is Love’s love direct.

Heart of the Poet!
Sing Love’s imperative!

Keep! It! Going

I’m tired.
Love won’t let me be-long
Enough to be acceptable.
There’s no other life when
Love direct has come.
You don’t stand a chance,
Rejoice in the futility
Of being Love’s choice.

Rejoice and keep
Love’s love going

One day someone will need
To know what a poet is for,
One day someone will need
To know poetry is the sweet
Cruel song that never stops
Stomping the Dance of Love.