short poems

Because I could not love for love,

it did kindly love for me.

Pause to love, like the love does.

A compassion, however hard it tries,

Will always be compassion.

Does the compassion make you shiver?

does it?

I saw the good morality of my generation destroyed,

How I mourned the goodness.

Goodness, goodness, everywhere,

Yet not a drop to know.

Pay attention to the hate,

the hate is the wooliest dislike of all.

A hate is befuddled. a hate is soft,

a hate is confused, however.

Love is, in its way, the truth of the couple.

Hear the love affection.

Would it hurt you to love?