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
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.