Contrary to most 
love takes one 
for without love 
of oneself love 
for others is 
impossible this made
up holiday isn’t 
just for others 
anymore but it
is for you 
love you for 
all you are
for all that 
you are not 
love you for 
always and forever 

Much like a brook
I have often fallen 
no rather I tripped 
over rocks past crevices 
and around the bend
gaining speed each time 
until I became torrential 
moving things unmovable before 
causing rather than keeping 
letting things go discarded 
until I finally reached 
the estuary where I 
met something even mightier 
and it told me 
let things be themselves 
for you are free
whereas they are not 
they are meant to 
be where they’re found 

Someone asked me once 
define the word love 
here goes love is
an action love does 
and that is all 
that love was ever 
meant to ever do 
love does where others 
don’t love is invisible 
but love is not 
a feeling love doesn’t 
wait it has no 
pause love bursts forth 
it erupts it moves 
and love takes with 
it everything it touches 
love is I guess 
just about everything then
and just about nothing 

Happy Valentines Day ❤️

I would hope 
that young writers
choose their genre 
by which it
sings their song 
for writing without 
a voice is
nothing but words 

Trust now
only references 
the past
actions now 
need no 
reference point 
for they
only ever 
exist now 
living in 
the present 
means living 
now and 
not as
a reference 
to then