More Than a Moment Ago

      by John Bigler Crow

Love is like haiku
its depth in what’s
not said, its quality
hidden between words
where silence dwells
and the heart blossoms
like a spring flower.

Love is like haiku
too many words and
the point is lost
to insecurity and fear

Friendships are won or lost
through words and deeds but
Love shouts silently from the
stillness of the heart as
light beams shinning on Life.

It’s friendship that turns the
lovers lust to enduring love
allowing each to grow and
be something more
than a moment ago.


From Painless Poetry by Mary Elizabeth (Hauppauge, New York: Barron’s, 2001, 2011), page 200.