ArmourQuill Hunter Poems
|242.||Evil Created By God?||1/4/2007|
|244.||The Cheater’s Mirror||10/22/2006|
|245.||I Breathe Your Name||5/6/2006|
|248.||True, Real, Love||4/21/2006|
True, Real, Love
True love is tested
True love is best
Love is harder that all the rest
It’s balanced in wisdom
Its judgments are true
It is not just sentimental of heart
Thus, governing love with forgiveness’ glue
Love brings growth
Love acknowledges what’s good for both
Love weighs “the truth” with event of time
Love, indeed, is “such a good friend” of mine
Though, love must start first from within
It frees the soul from unwanted guilt and sin
Love lives and gives, and humbly receives
It never harbours resentment for lost realities
A Dance To The End...
Of all words I’ve heard, yours echoed- like nothing ever could:
“May I have this dance for all my life; would you dance me to the end of love? ”
In my aloneness, under the apple tree, I “daydream of all you said” to me…
Just under that tree, sweet rapture that symphony played, way back when.
Years wasted, but I still think of you, remembering how we were again.
How did I guess, you’d rest your coat near mine, for hopes renewed in time.
Nor could I foresee 'you'd find-me' and leave no-do