I recently tweaked a poem I wrote awhile back for a former love. With Valentine's Day coming up, and coming off of two breakups in 2008, one might think me a cynic; but, to the contrary, I believe in love, more than ever. Heartbreaks no longer make me jaded...I've had enough of them to learn that growing bitter accomplishes nothing other than anger, high blood pressure and emotional paralysis. I recently submitted this poem to a contest; we'll see how I fare. I'm not a perfect lover, nor am I a perfect girlfriend. Indeed, my flaws are plenty. But, I can always promise this: I love with all my heart. I love with wild abandon, because that is the only way you can really love - or live.
"The Curse of Love"
If I could write your heart a rhyme,
It'd tell you that for every time
Your dimples smile, my heart dips, then dives,
Victim to those valleys beneath your eyes.
If I could sing your heart a melody,
It'd sound just like the autumn leaves;
And as each one fell, I'd fall, too
Each day more in love with you.
If I could wear our love around my neck,
I'd string pearls of prose from right to left;
Each word picked, then plucked, from sailing shores
That stretch across my heart to yours.
But, my love, apologies --
I can gift none but this: my poetry.
1 comment:
Poetry for an old flame? Emotions are tricky things. I hope I've finally found a good one (He's in Chile). It's pretty sweet that you stumbled by my blog. I am in Minnesota right now, just for another week and a half (Thank God!) The cold and snow is getting to me.
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