Author: Hank Love
Poetry
If You Were Me
What would you do
If you were me?
How many mouths
Would you try to feed
Would you walk on water
To rescue those in need
What would you do
If you were me?
What would you say
About these times
Would you cross the lines
And put down their signs
Would you let your light shine
And make darkness run and hide
What would you say
About these times?
You've done it all
I've heard before
You forgave the rich
And you blessed the poor
And they were so amazed
When you calmed the storm
You've done it all
I've heard before
I've hea...
A Game of Cat and mouse
"Dear old mouse,"
The cat welcomed into his house,
"I see no longer reason to battle.
One must not pretend
For life reaches an end
And even my bones begin to rattle!"
"But what of the birds?"
The old mouse stirred.
"What will become of them?"
"Let them fly! Those beasts in the sky
Nor those I wish to condemn."
"What does this mean,"
The mouse nudged the old bean
"Is it a trick, or perhaps a trap?"
The old dear cat winked his eye.
"No, my friend, I've reached the end,
Not much one can do about that."
"Of all my journeys
Which made me scurry
Be this where we part ways with life?
For such is life!
The mice on the ground
And the birds in the sky!"
"In my youth,"
sa...
To The Wave
Fair water, still
In thine own purest flow
The clear, refreshing river
An emblem of the brightest glow
A hidden beauty
Soiled by human hands
Thy waters run deep and true
Onto distant lands!
You keep the memory still
Within thine frozen heart
And in the wave you resemble
A truest work of art!
For in my eye
I will gaze upon your splendour
And there I shall find-in moments time
Your calm and sweet surrender!
A Grave Conversation
I passed a man
On the street today.
He said Hello
But not his name.
I went to the cemetery
With respects to pay
This is the second time
I saw this man that day.
He'd been there a while
It was easy to tell.
Such a strange place
Where someone would dwell.
I said Hello,
But no answer he gave.
Though I learned his name
When I found his grave.
The Keys
Hear the clanging of the keys,
The dreadful keys!
What a mood of sorrow
The wretched piano brings!
How they clang, how its tune
Would drive me mad all too soon!
And the heavens hold their ears
All hours of the night
While I sit in tortured silence
In meakness and in blight!
Even the gruesome metronome
Have I grown to envy now.
Its constant ticking with my heart
Has left a feeling so profound!
Hear the constant banging of the keys
The ghastly keys!
I have grown tiresome
Of the unwelcome tune it brings!
Through every grueling sound
Has left me anxious now
And how I rue the day
From this horrid instrument I found!
A Poetic Vow
The ring upon my finger
And the sweat upon my brow
A perfume around me sweetly lingers
As I take my solemn vows.
The jewel upon her hand
Has since left me with a feeling, grand
And now I am well endowed.
And my love, who loves me fair,
Looked as the angels with golden hair
Had found her purpose being there
And my heart is delighted now.
While a feeling came o'er me
As she spoke these sacred vows
Such desire burned within me
Our love, is like a fire now.
Love! From love I could not be shaken
God forbid I'm lost in dreams,
And if so I will not waken!
Lest sadness over me be taken
And these vows would be forsaken
Then in truth I would be dying now.
Serenade
So late the hour, so sweet the tune
I find my solace neath the moon.
While the village sleeps, and all is sound
Such a place where love is found.
Our talks were civil
And our feelings glad.
Tho the white dwarf stars
Had left us sad.
At rest upon
The crescent brim
I lie and sing
My somber hymn.
And the moon
Who has heard my somber tune
Would permit my soul
All too soon.
Tho the moon's own light
Begins to fade,
I must depart and return
On another day.
A Scream Within The Dream
It was many a year ago
And even longer still,
In this lighthouse by the shore,
That I was sure I heard a noise,
A scream at my chamber door.
At that moment my soul grew weary,
My spirit naught but ash
Which had carcassed and fell upon the floor.
And my shadow still,
Which Surpassed me
Long ago in the forsaken days
Of Yore.
At that moment in my heart
There was a certain burning
Soon there became a
Constant Yearning
A desire that I had long
Forgot about before.
A series of utter bedlam
Which had never frightened me before.
Moments passed
With no mere word
Which was spoken
Though remained unheard.
As I kept to myself
Upon my many books of lore
As their voices broke the
Untai...