Ray Lucero Poems

Some believe love’s an emotion
Some affirm love is heart's decoy
Some decry love’s but a silly notion
Truth is, love’s best defined as joy
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To those that know love’s sting:

Powerful bow, strung and drawn
Steady aim, Cupid's eyes narrow
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Stares into mirror, can’t see her sallow face
Instead, she looks for signs of loathsome fat
Cruel lover said, “Your big ass is a disgrace”
Struck painful blow (the boy was no diplomat)
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Affirmation:

From this day forward;
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Forgive this poet, to suppose
Poetry to be more than prose
Think me not romantic fool
Nor subject of thy ridicule
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A swan with a broken wing
No longer soars blue skies
'Coeur sans amour' leaves
A woeful soul demoralized
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Does a trout know it lives in water?

A lake her own watery universe,
where survival depends on speed
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“Old ways must die”
That no longer serve
Lest woes multiply
Go within, observe
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Last few generations “Dropped the ball”
Allowing politically corrupt few to reign
Time for youth to take power ‘n forestall
More war and a Country gone insane
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Some may hate words I dare write
For revealing what’s seen and felt
There’s no guilt, nor do I feel contrite
But gimme hell for words misspelt
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