place of youthful vigor,
came to our circle of
pining and useless snigger.
She watched us as we
craftily criticize
the loving hearts of men and women;
the loving hearts of men and women;
the most valuable of our sweetest prizes.
Taking great gashing bites with our
jaws of self-righteous delight;
we placed them in our open
and prideful gaping maws.
Barely chewing
and mashing;
almost swallowing
their silly heart’s whole…
The Woman of Green,
watched with fascination,
as we enjoyed our self’s
in our gluttonous mastication.
We ignored her tender stare,
as we emptily looked at her
with our toxic glares.
For we love to hate, without a care…
She held a newspaper written
with moods of despair.
with moods of despair.
The paper was finely shaped,
as a funneled cone, holding some ware.
Something inside the paper
was numerous and green…
Small seeds of what she called,
"Love, that goes between…”
Those seeds were energetic!
They shone and they quaked!
She said “they will move your
hearts, if you’ll only partake…”
They looked delicious like
shelled pistachios appear,
but few partook of the seeds,
that she sows from a near.
I took a chance for a chance;
my heart was broken anyway…
I took a chance with my receptive
and open heavy heart.
Her green seed was luscious
and sweet to my taste.
With respect, I chewed the
Seed of Love, with no undue haste.
Feeling its Energy and Freedom's Renewal,
seed nourished my needful body of greed...
I was filled by Sweet Love’s Energy of Source!
Not knowing why, her seed, served the greatest of deeds...
Not knowing why, her seed, served the greatest of deeds...
A few more from our circle saw
my change, and felt of their empty need…
So, others from our cynical circle,
partook of her surprising green seed.
Our eyes opened,
and we saw with great speed,
how we sniggered, and hated,
and before, how we ruined man’s Self-less deeds.
Only a few consumed
seeds from this Woman of Green.
For their pride and their self's-disdain
feeds them, and their endless pain...
The Woman of Green,
her love for us, exceeded her need...
So she gave us the Seeds of Love;
she gave her progeny, without self-ish greed.
Now, those Seeds of Love,
they grow and move men’s hearts!
They Love with kindness and care,
and they Love Self-less-ly, with great dare!
The Woman of Green
sows the Power of Love,
planting one Seed
with one Soul...
Changing the world with
one seed for each Heart...
Changing us forever,
each of us, one at a time...
Copyright (C) 2011 by Michael G. Hesley
All Rights Reserved
and they Love Self-less-ly, with great dare!
The Woman of Green
sows the Power of Love,
planting one Seed
with one Soul...
Changing the world with
one seed for each Heart...
Changing us forever,
each of us, one at a time...
Copyright (C) 2011 by Michael G. Hesley
Maybe you should post one of your photos along side the poems, so we can visualize more what you are writing about...within reason of course. I don't think i'd like to see someone gnashing their teeth.
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Thank you FC! Perhaps read it over and over... You'll get it!
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