LOVE POEM #92 – SPARE CHANGE

Spare Change

 

It feels dishonest to call her a dime,

a penny, a nickel, or a quarter.

A fifty-cent piece doesn’t do it

and even a silver dollar falls short.

 

She doesn’t slip nicely between the folds

of my freshly bought dark brown wallet

like a twenty dollar bill, creased over

from its dozens of previous owners.

 

She might shine like spare change;

jingle like a pocketful of coins,

perhaps even grin like a president,

but to me, she’s priceless.

——

 

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LOVE POEM #90 – Drifting

Drifting

 

In the dance, when we drifted across the floor

the palms of our hands pulled one another

like two ends of the same string

entwined in the eternal knot of passion,

 

but now our drifting is done from desk chairs

that have shifted so far down the hallway

I am sitting by our double hung windows

and you are staring out the door.

——

 

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LOVE POEM #89 – The Leaf

The Leaf

 

If you look at all the flowers

blooming in the fresh spring air

you might miss her floating in the breeze

on her way to greet you from the forest,

 

but if you keep focused on the flowing sky

you will catch sight of her fluttering

like a dancer, so forgotten in her song

that it seemed like the wind was flying on her.

——

 

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LOVE POEM #87 – Roommate

Roommate

 

I felt your heart between my fingers

beating like a heavy drum

and forgave how broken you were

when I found you on that bench

 

bleeding in the black of night

after some boy had left you

covered in sticky red bruises

that you said you deserved.

——

 

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LOVE POEM #84 – A Short One

A short one today

 

A stroll through the sultry park air

A bite at the bistro down the way

A touch of time in the April rain

A look through the library books

A frolic through the fountain springs

 

Perhaps, even, a romp in the rafters

a few minutes before the run to work;

A short one, but not so short

that it will be forgotten.

——

 

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LOVE POEM #79 – VULNERABLE

Hollywood made you imagine

that your sex would be at its best

if you were bound up on your bed

in the silken sheets of restraint,

 

spread completely vulnerable;

like a curbed animal waiting

for her conqueror to return;

to consume her in all his lust.

 

Perhaps you are the deer staring

at the headlights that threaten you,

or the breathless gazelle running

from the belligerent cheetah.

 

Yet it is I who am afraid

to be held like I’ve found a home,

to be rescued from the despair

that slumbers deep within my soul.

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STUMBLING (AND OTHER HAIKUS)

Solitary

The flower wilted

in the shaded-ground soil

off from the garden.

 

Cradle

It took months to bear,

yet as the fruit hangs heavy

the tree holds tighter.

 

Kiss

Unexpected pecks

from the tender woodpecker

break the tree’s thick bark.

 

My Rock

He’s the one who stays

waiting outside the doorway

when others roll off.

 

Stumbling

Do you think—that is,

could you—er, would you want to

go see a movie?

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Side note: this image was taken from WikiHow (see that little watermark in the corner? Yeah, I thought you did), on “How to Ask a Girl Out.” They didn’t credit an artist, which I wanted to do, since they deserve it.

LOVE POEM #77 – PROBLEM SOLVING

I’m not so good at two plus two

but I know a bit about me plus you.

 

I know when you subtract our X factor

we suddenly aren’t so divided

over these problems that persist

in the two halves of our equations.

 

I know if we multiply the hatred

instead of adding up our love

we will end up on a tangent

that never returns me to your arms.

 

I know if I could fix my word problems

we could break down our parentheses

and factor out the obstacles

that keep us from exponential growth.

 

And if you divided us by zero

I would still try to solve for u.

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LOVE POEM #76 – LAMENT OF A HOPELESS ROMANTIC

With the wish to start the story

on a “perhaps” or a “maybe”

he writes with the hope that hid fantasy

will no longer feel like a fallacy.

 

Yet not even four lines into the foreplay

he starts to feel frazzled

over whether or not the woman

is really feeling him, too.

 

He might suppose she’s invoking the muses

as she moans her “Ohs!” to the sky.

Or, perhaps, she’s humming along

to the song of some monks nearby.

 

And so, he abandons her bedside

to scrawl out another sizzler.

Maybe he’ll find more ink for his page

while she finds another mister.

——

 

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LOVE POEM #75 – LAST RITES

I didn’t think one stanza would be enough

to tell you how much I loved you,

but now that you’ve scratched out my other lines

there isn’t any room on the page to say more.

——

 

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