Love, Wine & Facebook & More Poem by Tom Zart

No rope or cable can hold so tight
What love can do with twine.
No kiss can taste so bittersweet
As the one which captures our mind.

The first sign of love is the last of wisdom
As eager hearts fulfill desire.
Love is just a staple of life
Though heaven sparks the fire.

Heaven knows no rage like love
Once to hatred it has turned.
How wise are we who are such fools
Who forget the lessons we've learned.

Love, indeed, descends from heaven
Like a shooting star across the sky.
Love sometimes stirs the dust,
Till tears fall free from the eye.

WINE

Wine was served at the last supper
And guzzled in King Arthur’s court.
Wine can make a sad man happy
And a mean woman turn good sport.

FACEBOOK POEM

Facebook has become a world of its own
As hearts and souls communicate and relate.
There’s always someone 24 hours night and day
To converse with, respond to or debate.

People by the millions can influence one another
By how they feel and what they say.
All of us search for friendship, love and answers
As we consume our monitor at work or play.

Facebook delivers us past the gatekeepers
And the public juries the thoughts we preach.
It’s up to God and our own self-worth
If our postings glorify, identify and teach.