"Your Vision Projected Wonderfully"

Yes,
You project your vision wonderfully,
Even if it is totally lacking in what so many
Perceive as the basic concepts of reality-

But I wouldn't let it bother me...

For what is life indeed,
Without some degree of fantasy?

I would myself say,
That's part of its power-

So go on right ahead,
And let it flower-

Gaze upon a moonbeam-
And dream:

Ah, and be just like a child!

Even if only for a little while...

For I do truly believe,
And it's a belief I'll never leave-
That laughter in sheer happiness
Can sometimes begin with no more
Than a little smile:

So let me see you smile- smile.

"If That's The Way She Feels"

She-

She's-

She's- not temperamentally inclined
To be mine!

But if that's the way she feels,
I'll simply set my mind
To seeking out another love that's real...

No time to emotionalize-

Now that I see that there's no longing,
Nor interest in me in her eyes-

It's very clear-

For me...

That she-

She-

She's-

She's- not temperamentally inclined
To be mine!

Yet I see it as no great tragedy-

For I know,
Or at least I lead myself to believe:

That there's someone out there somewhere,
And that she's waiting-

Oh!

And that she's waiting-

Waiting-

Waiting-

Waiting just for me!

"Historically Present"

Those here
Historically present-
The flow to the drop.

The criminality
Of politicians-
Elected and appointed
Officials,
Who are used
As puppets
And props.

Everything that seems so-so...

Furthermore-
And in nowise no.

Prophetically
It can be said
That in time,
As foretold
From the days
Of old:

It all goes pop!

What with those
Here mysteriously:

Mysteriously-

Mysteriously-

Here.

"Having Waited"

You speak of having waited-

So you have waited long:
Long!
Long!
Long!

Searching for those beautiful words:

Oh, those beautiful words!

And then out of nowhere,
There appeared a song:

Like-

This song!

And though at first
You were weak,
You soon waxed strong:

With a love suddenly perceived,
Which seemed too much to be believed:

But there it was...

And you realized
In the remembrance
Of former dreams-

It was as if it had always been prophesied:

And when the song was completed-
In your heart, you sighed!

For you had waited long:
Long!
Long!
Long!

Searching for those beautiful words:

Oh, those beautiful words!

When out of nowhere,
There appeared a song:

Like-

This song!

Oh, this strange love song...

I know-
I know-
This very strange,
And odd love song!

"Is Love Such A Frivolous Thing?"

At your convenience?

At my convenience?

Is love such a frivolous thing?

Often notoriously fragile,
Sometimes an illusion-

About which the poets,
Rock and pop stars sing-

So much joy or pain to be discovered:

Something that might last forever:

Or turn into so many broken hearts,
Where the pieces can never be recovered:

And placed together again....

"Nobody Wants To Be Alone" ( A Lyric )

You listen to the music...

The music that allows you
To slip contentedly
Into one of your dreams:

And whichever one
Comes to you,
Or you choose:

It begins to build-

Until the momentum
Takes you
Out of this existence-

Into a world of your own-

Where you're not alone...

Because you don't want to be alone!

Yet you're not really alone-

Because nobody wants to be alone:

And there's millions
That don't want to be alone-

And you don't want to be alone!

Because nobody wants to be alone:

And you don't want to be alone!

But you're not alone...

Because nobody wants to be alone:

(It's so sad when you're all alone)...

Because nobody wants to be alone:

You don't want to be-

And I don't want to be-

Alone...

Who wants to be-

Alone?

Nobody wants to be alone!

"Twenty-First Century"

I think...

And I feel...

That it's more typical,
And the thrill
That you should love me-

In this: The twenty-first century!

And remember-

Remember-

There's the poetry!

This verse sent for you to read...

So maybe
What you want to do is phone-

Celebrate with me
Some old re-discovered song-

One that I've gone
Back listening to
When I'm alone-

And I'm without you...

Don't forget me!

Oh, no, not now-

Not now...

It shouldn't be
That you would want
To bring me down:

In this: Which is our love in the twenty-first century!

For even with all the time
That has slipped by,
Still I believe-

I believe...

I believe...

In this: Our love in the twenty-first century!

Oh, well-

Such a romantic tale...

In this: Our love in the twenty-first century!

For I say this is indeed our love meant to be in the twenty-first century!