Regina May Bowers

A man by the name of Stuart Gilbert once said, "To see love, one must be situated at the core of life itself, within ecstasy itself; one must be a poet." I believe this wholeheartedly. For what is love without poetry? Let us think...love minus poetry... what is left? Maybe something that resembles love, but certainly not love in its truest form. If there is no poetry, there is no love. What, then, is life without love!?!

Love pushes me up, pulls me down, and whips me around in every direction... sometimes all at once. I want to be wherever love takes me. It is the splendor of my life. Some may say the theme of love is cliche or overused. I, however, will continue to write about love, with love, and for love in all its glory. Love is the water flowing through the riverbed of my being. Sometimes it is shallow, sometimes overflowing. But it will always run through me with fierce current and turbulent overtow. And my thoughts will sail happily atop its resplendent ripples. Forever.