I Should've Invested in a Storm Shelter

You said, "Treat me like a hurricane."

So I looked at you from a rooftop in New Orleans,

felt every wave crash right through.

You knocked the breath out of me.

This is not a love poem.

This is the pen trying to sew me back together again.

I never found your face as welcoming

as a blank page.  But I thought, "Maybe,

if I could just lift the corners on your mouth. . ."

feeling your fingertips down my spine every time

we kissed, I felt the moon

grow jealous.

You were not my love poem.

I couldn't read between the lines.

I thought "babe" meant you were mine,

I thought "I love you" meant I love you.

I still love you.

But love is not a solo gig,

so this

is not a love poem.

Author's Note

please review guys, even if it's just a sentence, I would love to hear what you thought about my work.

Reviews

[Willard Wells]

Very nice and an interesting write about lost, missing love. The title had me looking as I read the first line for a story about someone remembering "Katrina" or some other storm. It moved very nicely from storm to love. Love the way you handled it. Nice job and thanks for sharing your work.

[Katherine Vice]

Thank you so much, it means a lot to me to know others have enjoyed my work!

[Willard Wells]

Bringing feeling to others by way of emotions in our work is what causes us to keep writing. The pleasure of others and their acceptance of our words keeps the circle turning..

[Katherine Vice]

I completely agree. If a writer consistently gets no feedback, it's disappointing and feels like they're shouting into the void. I always appreciate feedback, positive or not, because at least it means someone took the time to review my work.

[B]

love it

Very submissive yet rebellious

Love it

[Katherine Vice]

that's a really cool perspective, thank you for your review!

[Lexi Richard]

This is so interesting! Really original perspective with a great flow. It's raw and relatable and everything you would want in a poem.
"You were not my love poem.
I couldn't read between the lines.
I thought "babe" meant you were mine,
I thought "I love you" meant I love you." This part is my favorite - it is so relatable, yet you worded it very nicely. Bitter and sweet at the same time, this is a piece of art. Well penned.

[Katherine Vice]

thank you! it means so much to know that someone else enjoyed my work!

[Coyote Poetry]

"But love is not a solo gig,
so this
is not a love poem."
The poem is very good. Above lines were perfect. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Katherine Vice]

Thanks, that means a lot!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.