Category Archives: Love

Outflanked

It happened she was hurt when she was five –abandoned for barbaric surgery.And afterwards, although she did surviveof course, she altered her trajectory,assuming all responsibilityfor reaching full potential depth and length.She cultivated stamina and strength. Disclosive and ungettable she grew.No … Continue reading →

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Passion

I told my friends the reason I had kids.I said if I were childless, I’d ageto be the weird old lady who forbidstheir noise and games. I wouldn’t use a cageor torture them with witchy appetite,but neither would I open … Continue reading →

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Core Work

She fell in love at first in 7th grade,and only wanted hours more with him.Adults said puppy love, and underplayedher passion (she’s a child – it’s a whim),but looking back from nearly 60 years,she meant those young emotions – they … Continue reading →

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Complications

We’re complicated. Everybody is.Although we yearn to simply analyze,a myriad of nuance modifies. Dictating traits that should be hers or hisor young or old – that’s what our culture tries.We’re complicated. Everybody is,although we yearn to simply analyze. “Best version … Continue reading →

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4th Birthday

I love a young man in the City,who oughta be fined – he’s so pretty.His cuteness will floorany witness, at 4!With his birthday today here’s a ditty.

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Displacement

Away and off five days feels like a weekor more, although I’d never opt for homewhen Sam requires company, to speaka bit about big change but mostly playtogether, as he teaches his techniquefor screening semi-terrible cartoons(at least it isn’t Elmo). … Continue reading →

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Indiscriminate Love

She married young, for 1970,and didn’t promise anything for life.The groom and she were close to 23when they became the husband and the wife.She figured that she loved him well enough,but also felt compelled by how he yearnedto be with … Continue reading →

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Inconstancy

The oldest grandkid functions like a jerk:insensitive to others and unkind.His uncle can be called a piece of work –an asshole when he’s in that frame of mind.The mother of the poet acted meanwhen she was young: abrupt and even … Continue reading →

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One for Each Decade and Another for Good Luck

My oldest friend is 70 today.We met when we were each around 15.Precocious we agreed about the wayto analyze our lives for what they mean.I know there were some differences betweenus, but we recognized we were adultsat 5, impelled to … Continue reading →

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Shining You On

When things keep happening that boggle me,between myself and one I dearly love,when doors are slammed and chairs are shoved, and weappear to live on different worlds, aboveall else I want to talk the problem out,but if my interlocutor resists,and … Continue reading →

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