Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Meet Always


Always learning, never knowing
always moving, never going
always seeking, never finding
always loosing, never binding

Always listening, never hearing
always jiving, never fearing
always talking, never teaching
always laughing, never preaching

Always crying, never repenting
always lying, never relenting
always interpreting, never believing
always imagining, never reading

Always leaving, never staying
always gossiping, never praying
always planting, never producing
always trying, never doing.

Always makes me sick.


by Linette Marie Allen, Copyright 2008

Thursday, April 10, 2008

This Summer


This summer
was born in a land
where hot weather
was in love with the rain
and blue/white/sometimes grey skies
knew no pollution this summer

This summer
was walking in a land
where the cure for hunger
could be picked from a tree
and just lookin' at sun-tanned palms
was good healing this summer

This summer
was laughing in a land
where the belly of time
was quite ticklish
and marigolds were the only flowers
to reproduce themselves this summer

This summer
was bathing in a land
where the sun's heat
was my only towel
and the ocean water was so clean
I could see the corns on my feet this summer

This summer
was dancing in a land
where my soul could
do the tango with the wind
and the smell of a hand-made drum
was makin' me wanna go back again
next summer...

by Linette Marie Allen, Copyright 2008

Does Love Have a Heart?


Does love have a heart
like anger, a temper
and happiness, a smile?

Does love have a heart
like the desert, heat
and the amazon, rain?

Does love have a heart
like a rastaman, dreads
and watermelons, seeds?

Does love have a heart
like a fool, regrets
and cocoa beach, too many hotels?

Does love have a heart
like grandma, bad nerves
and single parents, really hard?

Does love have a heart
like the beginning, an end
and Bush, lots of explaining to do?

Does love have a heart?
by Linette Marie Allen, Copyright 2008

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

What's the Use?


What's the use of writing words
if the words are never read

what's the use of saying things
if the meaning is never said

what's the use of living life
if your life is never real

what's the use of having money
if it can not save or heal

what's the use of being human
if you do not have a heart

what's the use of telling stories
if you can not tell the plot

what's the use of playing music
if the sound is never clear

what's the use of having intelligence
if your mind is never here

what's the use of painting pictures
if the art is never seen

what's the use of doing anything
if you never have a dream

what's the use of having feelings
if never have a hope

what's the use of having trophies
if your veins are full of dope

what's the use of being holy
if your words are still obscene

what's the use of making love
if the act is just routine

what's the use of having power
if your power will never anoint

what's the use of getting to know me
if you will never get...

--my point?

by Linette Marie Allen, Copyright 2008