For You

Pixel Poets, The well will never go dry. The pen will break- for sure. But the well; we’ll never go dry.

Keep it going

This is for you. I’m writing this for you. For you, for you, for you, This is all for you, You for all, and all ways You

Keep it going

I’m saying it cryptically Because sometimes That’s the best way The only way for those

Who don’t see Who won’t see What we see As we see As we can’t Help but see… Well, you see.

Keep it Going

Because if this means To you What this means To me Right now Then my right now Is gone as far as I can tell. So this is for you

Keep it going

I don’t know what it is. I know it will rule your life. I know you will be misunderstood. Everywhere. Except here. I get it. I’ve got it.

Keep it going

I wonder how long has gone Since I put this down. 2018 And almost Christmas. That Doesn’t mean much to me Now. It didn’t mean much To me when then was now. But this does.

Keep it going

Once you’ve seen The light on things There no longer are things Just one thing and you’re A part of it like everyone Else except you see it. I’m here seeing it, Probably there too, But how?

Keep it going

You’re gonna hurt hard For this, they’ll hit You, but that’s only Because it’s important. The only Important. Too important for anyone. But you are: Someone.

Keep it going

I wish I could sit with You awhile and know I’m not alone in knowing. But I am with you now, And you are with alone; The alone we share alone. Now you know alone is not Alone: You are not alone. I was never told directly.

Keep it going

This best life. This only life. Walt wrote about it. Emily was here, too. Ralph Waldo and Maya. Sylvia never quite Made it to knowing. But you will.

Keep it going

It gets better. Not the part That is horrible. No- that Stays horrible. You get better. You get stronger.

You hold more. And more will make The empty from others Not burst you into Empty rooms so much.

You will march To one empty room. You will leave Shame on the couch. You will always be Full like you are now Reading this.

Keep it going

Don’t make excuses. You are necessary. Look at these words. You read them. You are here. You are necessary.

Keep it going

If you were here, we Would laugh and talk, Maybe go for a walk, But we would for sure, Share the lonely That comes listening To light too long To loud to listen To listen to look

Not any of those… All of them -and- All at once.

Keep it going

The poem, the heart, the voice That won’t quiet long enough For you to realize you’re in love With love and love loves a poem Of love and the love that comes From a poet is Love’s love direct.

Heart of the Poet! Sing Love’s imperative!

Keep! It! Going

I’m tired. Love won’t let me be-long Enough to be acceptable. There’s no other life when Love direct has come. You don’t stand a chance, Rejoice in the futility Of being Love’s choice.

Rejoice and keep Love’s love going

One day someone will need To know what a poet is for, One day someone will need To know poetry is the sweet Cruel song that never stops Stomping the Dance of Love.

Keep it going

Stop the song, You stop the dance. Don’t stop that song, Stomp that dance.

That’s Love.

Keep it going

Love Is Insatiable in Your Hands. Waiting on Your Whisper. Feasting on Your Words. Shouting Your Divine.

Keep it going

~ Wynn ~