captive bird

a poet lives in my heart

caged

well-fed

not well-tended

 

a poet lives in my heart

her song fills my spirit

gives me wings to fly

yet grounded

I remain

 

a poet lives in my heart

desperate

yet content

warm hands

lips pressed to my soul

 

a poet lives in my heart

and the moment I set her free

is the moment

I disappear

 

(c) Xaka León 2013

eecummings

wrotethisanditseemslikesomethinghewould_yes?

[love is more thicker than forget]

love is more thicker than forget
more thinner than recall
more seldom than a wave is wet
more frequent than to fail

it is most mad and moonly
and less it shall unbe
than all the sea which only
is deeper than the sea

love is less always than to win
less never than alive
less bigger than the least begin
less littler than forgive

it is most sane and sunly
and more it cannot die
than all the sky which only
is higher than the sky
 
(read more love poetry here)

how do you live?

The fact is…we will all pass from this world.

The fact is…we can’t take any of our possessions with us when we do.

The fact is…people matter more than things.

The fact is…our lives don’t always reflect that truth.