I can't believe I write love poems.A Poem by NotaBeneI remember as a small child writing about spring because those were the type of poems in our children's book, and as I got older I realized none of my poems were like the ones in our grammar books.When I was a young child, I thought poems were about Spring So I would pen small manuscripts entitled "The birds and the bees." Comment on the colors of roses, violets and never changing evergreens You see, I can't believe I write love poems. I write them on desolate quiet nights when I am all alone, and my mind wonders to darker place, that lighter things dare not roam. and I remember a face that I pray to this day was still unknown. No, not one of my poems mentions the dew upon fresh bloomed Carnations or guest arriving to spring time barb-q's extended by invitation. Or the church girls with flowers braided into their hair reserved for special occasions. Nor the worker bees, pollinating flowers working in close liaisons. No , I write love poems filled with both turmoil and heartbreak I write about past decisions that became apparent mistakes. Never really thinking about the consequences or the things at stake. Just wanting out of the relationship needing some kind of escape. I never comment on the pink tint of the cherry blossom's petals or the aroma filling the air coming from whistling kettles. or the laughter of small children, as they attempt to avoid stinging nettles. I write about a face with brown eyes, and a piercing gaze. I write about a long time lover who once set my soul ablaze. I write about how many tears I cried, and how many prayers I prayed. I write about fantasies I've had and wishes I've made. I don't write about the joy of freshly harvest honey combs. I don't write about gardens governed by briskly painted gnomes. Nor do I write about green pastures where antelope and buffalo once roamed. No, I simply write love poems. © 2014 NotaBeneReviews
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