Tag: love
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Sculpted by Victoria Male
“So, you’re the so-called ‘excellent supplicant’ of mine who called me a bitch then vomited in my temple.” Pygmalia scrambled to her knees and pressed her head to the floor, internally cursing herself regarding its dusty state. In Pyg’s defense, she had not expected the goddess of love and beauty to pay her a…
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Six Ways of Looking at Love When the World is Ending by Ilika Tripathi
I. If the world is ending, don’t come to see meBecause that would mean that you took a busAnd you hate taking buses – the wait, the journey, the destinationAnd that’s when I’d realize yet again, how much I love you. II. What if when the apocalypse hits, there are showers of flowers?I think I’d…
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Natural Summer Love Lost by Shiela Denise Scott
As I push the lawn mower,Past brush and broken dreams,Of flowers growing in fields,That will never cultivate reality,Acres of promise,Buried purpose by law,Suffocated seeds awaiting,To expose the future cause,Only heat, air and summer rain,Can change amid the times,Love lost its circumstance,Bonds dropped its cost,Leaving all plans,Lost,Dare I use the summer,To find them. Shiela Denise Scott,…
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The Seagull’s Harmonica by D.C. Houston
On this walk, as with all days,I move,until the moon,usurps the sun.The songs of life ongoing,do their best, to fill the barren space,you once occupied.Is it hubris,to say, you are the best there ever was.Daydreams of our eleventh hour,what I could have articulated, differently.How life could change so irrevocably in your absence.Why the sun burns…
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The Choice by Michael Cooney
“A choice, made now, today, projects itself backwards in time and changes past actions.” – Czeslaw Milosz, quoting an unknown disciple of Karl Jaspers I made excuses, rejectingwhat I knew of mortality, eitheryours or mine, and suddenlythe black leaves grew greenwhere they had fallen and you,rapturous with rings on yourfingers, gestured to mefrom the courtyard…
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Vodka Vision by Mia Amore Del Bando
I slept with someone who looked like youUnder the sheetsVodka visionSwiping your face with hisPlastic toy camera, slide show Diving into the square fantasyThe reel is blurryAnything close is good enough. He had a different laughForgiving dark eyesAttention directed at my chestEdge of a cliff, falling inCharming, genuine smileHis touch warm like tea in the…
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Mount Tullywind by Brandon Whitaker
His wife let leave her rigid lipAnother trembling sigh,A cargo tossed to save the ship,To let her sorrow lie. “I hear and love you, light of mine,”She found the words at last,“Yet look once more the family fine,Your hopes have quick o’erpassed.” A knowing nod received her plea,Expectant and reposed,Her hand, aquake perceptibly,He took and…
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A completely unnecessary poem for my first love
Everyone else failed me except you,Mere machines buzzing with constant sound of self-destruction,they mortified me too, love.Their wounds opened and healed in my hands,My body clock ticks only to bring waterto deserted lands.And when these hostile beasts I’ve loved after youcome aliveto vapor their flux down on me again,I come back.You appear to be everywhere…
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We Waltz by Jazeen Hollings
The poem, “We Waltz” By Jazeen Hollings dances with visions of love. Jazeen is a video editor by day, writer by night, and is from Toronto.