a many splendoured, All you need is, cats, deep blue dream seven horses seem to be on the run., Free, Hello I, How deep is your . . ., I fell asleep amid the flowers For a couple of hours, I was made for, I'll protect you from the hooded claw, I'm not in, In the name of, me do, Strange, That's the look, The power of, undying Death defying, Your lights are on
I came across the following poem the other day and was struck by how tight the composition is. Love as a vexatious creature, which sometimes, it most definitely is.
Enjoy – smiles
I Have Love
I have love, ill-defined and tenuous,
Hollowed out and scurrilous.
Jealous to a fault,
Brittle love, strained and anxious,
Stretched too thin, dangerous.
Pushed past the limit,
Save me from love, rude and ridiculous,
Martyred and meticulous.
Grasping for straws,