The intensity of feeling when it is for something or someone good.
How can we understand things, are we lost in a wood?
How may I explain love and hurt and death and pain?
Must I explain all to you and me too?
I do my best, I am a smoker, drinker, thinker.
Can a man in a pub give the brass jug a rub?
Call forth the genie, make a wish, enlightenment is all.
I muse, I wonder, write words here, I love large and small.
Zeitgeist is a word that means the spirit of the age.
It is filled with hatred, greed, gluttony and rage.
Indifference is not quite complete.
When may true hearts meet?
I am quite old, must it go on like this?
Is there joy in life more than a lover’s kiss?
I’m not sure how to end this poem or my life.
Many girls could have been my wife.
What is or was or could be everlasting joy?
Playing with a hoop when I was a boy.
14th June, 2017