Poetry book title This Way up by Janet S Rogers

As it is Valentines Weekend, thoughts of love, flowers and poetry abound. This is the back cover of my collection of poetic works by Janet S Rogers,
Title 'This Way Up'.

Time of lines to fill a space, within the mind, or thought displace
The spoken word to think aloud, a poet's voice within the crowd
To Rhyme, or not and find each word, of love or hate would seem absurd
To some portray insanity, or could be seen as vanity

In times of trouble and of self doubt, the temptation then to cut words out
To change the line, find something new, there enter a new point of view
But feelings said of truth as seen, the written thought of memory
The paper chant that flows from me is accidental poetry.

copyright 2011 Janet S Rogers, All rights reserved
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and this one for all you lovers everywhere, page 18 in the book
'This way up' A collection of poetry by Janet S Rogers
                            
                                   Just a Little Word
Love! Too small a word to express the way we feel
Each different, but emotion still feels real
To each the rush absorbs your heart and can steal your very soul
Each touched by Cupid's arrow never wants for it to go

Some will say I love you, just to even up a score
Some say it for material gain, always wanting more
Some to control another, or to hide some form of guilt
That kind of love will never last, it fades away and wilts

True love is found in many things, or in another's eye's
The pleasure and the pain, or the breath of new born child
It's found in every beating heart and the wonders of the Earth
A feeling that is shared and felt and cannot be seen or heard.

True love is it's own master, it cannot be bought or sold
It's an individual thing and yet, it's just a little word

Copyright 2011 Janet S Rogers, All rights reserved
grimmersink@yahoo.co.uk