Day 167 prompt: Love
don’t bother
with love
so many poets
and songwriters
have already rhymed
and opined
about how they found
and lost
and proclaimed
and stifled
and invested
and wasted
loves eternal
and momentary
and delicious
and destructive
so don’t bother
with love
unless
your pen
can spill a story
so common
we will nod
and laugh
and feel
and cry or
so uncommon
we will blink
and gasp
and gossip
otherwise
don’t bother
with love
Wonderful.
Thank you, Andreas. I wrote this yesterday in the car, as the passenger on a long ride. Perhaps mobile poetry is a good idea!
You’re very welcome, and I’m sure mobile poetry is a good idea, if this is the outcome, anyway. I was thinking of writing something quite similar myself, but now I’m very much affected by this poem, so I think I’ll put it on hold.
That is a tremendous compliment, and I am humbled. Thank you.