Poems

My poems
Are my poor
Attempt at my
Autobiography so
They pour from me
About different times
In my life so if they seem
To contradict then they do
Because the human heart is
Contradictory free of reason or
Rational linear objectivity or any
Of what we are taught is the way
To think or behave or believe a
Hidden place deep within our
Heart where we do what is
At the moment best as
Far as we can tell but
Contradictory above
All because we are
Just human not
Perfect flawed
Yet capable
Of love not
Just of our
Family or
Friends
But our
Heart’s
Desire.