Poems on Jelaluddin Rumi Seeking Honest Critique

I'm old(er)  
  and proud of every laugh line      
    a crow's talon has carved      
    into this olive landscape      
     
My mother was buried at 34;      
    never lived to see me graduate      
    marry, or give birth      
      to the next generation of her      
     
I remember thinking      
  how old she was      
But, recognized my ignorance      
  when I actually matured      
     
I recognize yours too-      
  and laugh ( though not deridingly )      
    enough to...

Confucius and Rumi:


My soul fell in love this morning,
with two men
One made the beating heart, in my chest,
happy
Another touched my troubled, and lonely mind
I’m not lonely
Comforted by their life,
I remember how, I should live mine
I could only show them love
the only way I know how
with my passion for life
Maybe thats why they are gone
There’s, would be, as deep as mine



Like whispers in the wind, I heard your voices,
I did not know your name; I never was good at remembering ...