Poetry

Once upon a time,Which is faster than you think,Two people fell in love,With just a smile and wink.Then to a far-off land,They flew embraced on golden wings,Through a portal in their hearts,For lovers get to do such things.Across the universeThey went, together in a blink,In a ship their love designed,Electric blue and pink.While there they fed on nectar free,In forests filled with fairy rings,And held each other endlessly,For true love...

When awake feels like dreamingAnd dreaming is not asleep,So, what is not is seemingLike what we have but can not keep.When knowing is a feelingAnd emotion is how we know,That what darkness could be stealingIs illumined by its glow.When holding is not having,So, giving is not a cage,Then we are not but less by halvingAnd the book turns with each page.When each moment is unfoldingAnd time is merged with space,Never...

There is secret in my empty center,Undulating waves of pleasureLike a frozen seed in winter,Dreaming of the blazing summer.Nothing is the endless measurePouring forth a rushing river,Calling out within forever,Sacred jewel upon the treasure,Bird in flight without a feather,Magic word without a letterWhispered when we are together.My surface is the edge of never,There is a secret in my empty center. Copyright 2019 Jeffrey Armstrong All Rights Reserved

There is a well from which we must drink,In a place hidden, in which we do not think,Wherein a water lies that is so pure,Its eternal taste alone will endure.A drink Divine, a nectar, a sacred wine,A heavenly cordial, a flavor so fine,Steeped in the deep caldron within,This tea is an ancient medicineTo cure the heart, to free the soul,From the bitterness of life, to consoleThe sadness and spread the...