Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: The Old Black Umbrella

Untitled by Hamed Masoumi

Untitled by Hamed Masoumi

I cannot keep you dry, keep you safe, walk beside you.
But when I hand you the old black umbrella, I am saying with that simple gesture,
“I love you, take care, be safe.”

There are certain words I can say, in certain combinations, that approximate my true heart.
I like you, I care, have a lovely day.
The words I cannot say are turned to colors and pixels and curves, out in the open and on display.
It isn’t a language many know, but each one says,
“I did this for you, this is me, loving you.”
 
Her Two Cents

 

 

Turned to colors and pixels and curves, out in the open and on display
The words I cannot say are
“I love you, take care, be safe.”

But when I hand you the old black umbrella, I am saying with that simple gesture,
“I did this for you, this is me, loving you.”
I cannot keep you dry, keep you safe, walk beside you.

There are certain words I can say, in certain combinations, that approximate my true heart.
It isn’t a language many know, but each one says,
I like you, I care, have a lovely day.

Lovelorn Poet in Madison, WI: Ieatorangecrayons

Ieatorangecrayons

Ieatorangecrayons

He was profoundly interesting and adventurous.
He was the only person you have ever thought to be genuinely, intuitively smart
and he had this way of making you feel exactly the way you wanted to feel.
He told stories that filled you with awe and left you always thinking.
There are times when you wonder if he is that person,
or if it’s just simpler to fall back on the idea of him.

Her Two Cents

 

 

 

He was profoundly interesting
He was the only person
he had this way
He told stories
he is that person

you have ever thought
you feel exactly the way
you wanted to feel
you with awe
you always thinking
you wonder if

it’s just simpler to fall back

 

Lovelorn Poet in Rhode Island: A Hug

Circle by Karl Schultz

Circle by Karl Schultz

A simple embrace
That can tell all
And time can’t erase.

 

Her Two Cents

 

 

And time can’t erase.
A simple embrace
That can tell all

That can tell all
And time can’t erase.
A simple embrace

A simple embrace
That can tell all
And time can’t erase.

 

Lovelorn Poet in Toronto, ON: Poem Of Missed Opportunities

Missed Connections by Shavawn

Missed Connections by Shavawn

As I scroll down
In what seems
A never ending list
Of beautiful & amazing women
Full of hopes to reconnect
With their missed connections
All of their stories
With such full of heart & soul
One cannot stop to wonder
Why oh why am I not on that list
As I smile each time
That I see such beautiful women
Yet not a single one
Would notice who I am
Maybe a lost soul
Hoping to one day
Hear of such a story told of him
If I ever made that list
I would do everything
Not a moment shall pass
I will reply, with great pleasure
As I shall not or would not
Make anyone wait any longer
This is my thoughts and my heart

Her Two Cents

 

 

 

A never ending list
All of their stories
As I scroll down
As I shall not or would not
As I smile each time

Full of hopes to reconnect

Hear of such a story told of him
Hoping to one day

I will reply, with great pleasure
I would do everything
If I ever made that list
In what seems

Make anyone wait any longer
Maybe a lost soul

Not a moment shall pass

Of beautiful & amazing women
One cannot stop to wonder

That I see such beautiful women
This is my thoughts and my heart

With their missed connections
With such full of heart & soul
Would notice who I am
Why oh why am I not on that list

Yet not a single one

Lovelorn Poet in London, ENG: Love Hieroglyphs

Modern Hieroglyphs by Lars Plougmann

Modern Hieroglyphs by Lars Plougmann

Hearts with arrows.
Multimedia bears kissing, doodles of flowers, cartoon couples doing what cartoon couples do best…
Love notes, inside jokes about “thinking” and thinking often.

How many “I wish” “I wants” and “I’m going to’s” well.
How will we live up to the wall of hieroglyphs we’ve built?

We can decipher them and that means we can conquer those little images of passion.

Her Two Cents

 

 

We can decipher
How will?
we can conquer
How many?
we live
doing what cartoon couples do best
we’ve built
hieroglyphs

those little images of passion