The Sequence

A Poetic accounting of a short, but passionate love

A narrative not a Poem by Jim Kirk – Hello Poetry

Is Poetry a Language of it’s own ? / Someone ask why I write poetry, Another poetry board I frequent had a contest, my first … — Read on hellopoetry.com/poem/3729777/a-narrative-not-a-poem/

We Don’t Always Get Up

The god of man is chaos and randomly

Fake Love

What mad trickery captured my soul,

Soulmates and Twin Flames

TAKE MY SOUL – My Twin FlameThe Material one Wonders, sewing doubts, maybe?The Soul completes, two emerge as one,The chaos of the divide collapsesMaterial succumbs to pressure as diamondsObstacles fade, diminishing, unseen evermore,Where comes these Shadows of material world,Sewing doubt, fear, feet frozen in place,Expanding omnipotent universe, thrusting us together,Soul completion achieved, syntropy prevails,All Material

My Poetry – Revelations of my soul

Soulmates, Everything Changes, We don’t always get up, Two Lovers diverge, What was is not, Love and Lust

Take My Hand

Valentine’s Day: Twin Flames and Soul Mates TAKE MY SOUL The Material one Wonders, doubts, maybe? The Soul is complete, two into one, Only one the divide collapses Material succumbs to pressure as diamonds Obstacles fade, diminishing, unseen ever, Shadows of material world, Sew doubt, fear, feet frozen in place, Yet expanding universe, thrust us

It Changed Everything

Goodbye Sinful Life

Love and Lust

And one day she’s gone,
Quiet desperation it is!

Two Lovers Diverge

TWO LOVERS DIVERGE Inseparable in university days, Loving botany in myriad of ways, We dreamed as one each night, Entranced, same stars in sight, Our fantasy the Appalachian trail, Science was the official tale, Yet, what circled our mind, delights in each other, sure to find, A journey of days we laughed, prepared, No fear,