In the community of this website
like a girdle round the earth
(did you read that, Will?) ,
sharing the inner lives,
the hearts laid open in poetry,
I see that love
and disillusion (where there was illusion) ,
and bitterness at love that's not returned
or worse, withdrawn,
and sometimes hate,
withdrawal from love perhaps the worst
and is there any remedy?
only a small crumb of communal solace
and a curious technological discovery (thanks to our webmaster) :
that 'my' poem quoting a friend:
'What you think you lack - give that..'
(because by giving, you find you have it
and can never lose it, lack it)
has had 100 times more hits than any other poem of mine.
I leave you with that thought.