Love
Love is a feeling,
lately it’s been reeling,
making no sound
as it get pound
into the ground by
fascism’s cold heart.
For too long our song
has been unable to start,
our tongue
sequestered, cut out
by traditions and chains
that hold us tight.
Isn’t it time to fight?
A time to rise, resist,
put our bodies and souls
on the line, clog up
the machinery’s cogs,
make oppression stop.
Love is a feeling
but it can be made alive
televised
as we in our millions
rise
throw off these chains
a new society built.
A society where we see
each other whole
our colors vibrant
vivid as wildflowers
growing in a world made green
where there are no seams
where humanity and love tower.
Seize the time
Seize the power!
redzone 9.30.2025
“vivid as wildflowers” I might steal this line sometime! This beats for me as a song, it has the rhyme and the musical tune, and I can’t help but to remember “wind of change” yes the 80th song, because all I can think of is this poem being a revolutionary song and since the title is “Love” it even holds more power, great poem my friend, it radiates with enthusiastic energy.
steal away, my friend, steal away. we are, you know, wildflowers. we bloom in so many different varieties, so many different colors. thanks, Light, for your presence.
Well, I am glad I found you here, my friend. You are so welcome here and your voice is needed to give this piece the additional life it can have. Your words are very powerful, and I feel the song in it before you have given it that extra bit of life. So well written. I had no idea you were a revolutionary. Curt. Outstanding work! I look forward to hearing it. Please alert me when it is done.
Thanks FlatDaddy, I appreciate your words here. I am still working on the audio, so I will let you know when it is added. Sorry about the closing of the Spoken Word space here at SR it would have been fun. Thanks too, for the encouragement.
Your poem is amazing, absolutely amazing, dear Curt! To me love isn’t a feeling, it’s a state of being. When you become love, you will be the wildflower, the deep blue ocean and the bird song, the world needs to feel, hear and see to develop. By being the personification of love you help the whole world to become a better place!
The rhythm and flow of your poem is superb, it calls out for becoming a song.
Hi Sappho, we humans NEED art, and I think as poets it is our responsibility to be part of making the world a better place, to be the wildflowers who associate and pollinate a world with life and color. Thanks for your visit Sappho.