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Ruth Ann Scanzillo 1975 – present; all rights reserved.

Where Does Love Go?

 

Where do you put

The love that you have

Where is its place to go?

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How can you hold

The loving inside

When will you ever know

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Who will receive

So grateful to take

Needing what you can give

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How can just one

Take without giving

How do they both then live?

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Where does love go

When given and gone

Will it not be returned?

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Where does love go

Does it die like death

Once afire to be burned?

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© 8/17/19   Ruth Ann Scanzillo     All rights those of the author, whose name appears above this line. Thank you for respecting original material.

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Original Poetry.

 

You know, these blogs really are a great place to store your best stuff. They aren’t 100% plagiarist proof, but at least you have a shelf to put it on. Meantime, some of the templates are easier to navigate than others; the one I use was designed in 2013 and, for an old girl, that’s recent enough.*

Billy Collins is doing a Masterclass on Facebook. He spoke at Chautauqua a few years ago, in the Hall of Philosophy. I was there. He also did a talk with Paul Simon, in the Amp. He, together with James Kavanaugh, is/are my continuing inspirations and emulations.

But, my mother was my first.

She could rhyme a verse in minutes. For anything I’ve ever crafted, she gets best credit.

So, in honor of mum, whose dreams were deferred, read a few poems today. On her behalf, I will thank you.

It’s also William Shakespeare’s birthday.

Read.

Thank you.

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© 4/23/19  Ruth Ann Scanzillo.