American poetry

“When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man’s concerns, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.”


John Fitzgerald Kennedy

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On sunset’s shores the moon will always rise

But not Love

Walking, hand in hand,
the magic touch, laughter over simple things
Now just empty footprints in the sand

Memory, was it really true?
or was our kiss a phantom dream?

There are moments in our lives
when love comes in out of nowhere.
and If we fail to seize the moment,
fades away, leaving us to wonder
what might have been.

Memories, good and bad
that form the structure of our lives.
The young Lieutenant off Vladivostok’s shores
The  Russian Badgers overhead.
A wave to the pilot, guns loaded, but silent then
A gunnery officer who with a single order
could start a war?
Who knows.

Empty footprints in the sand
where once we walked, hand in hand
to celebrate the Universe with a kiss.

“When you are with me. it is if a star has fallen from the night sky

                                    to light up my life.