Lovelorn Poet in San Francisco, CA: To The Warm And Happy Muse of Muses

The Oracle by Eduardo Mueses

The Oracle by Eduardo Mueses

My heart has quieted
I still search
For love unrequi-t-ed
I hunger for verse
Frail and diet-ed
Come to save the cursed?
My heart is deligh-et-ed.

Although, some of us may be meant to wander aimlessly in a dream forever?
The earth has responded…

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some of us
hunger for verse
The earth responded… Come

my heart may be meant to wander aimlessly
frail and cursed?
I save the forever dream
although I still search
is my heart for love?

has quieted
in a deligh-et-ed
to diet-ed
has unrequi-t-ed

Lovelorn Poet in San Francisco, CA: We Know What You Did Tomorrow

Vintage Strangers

Vintage Strangers

These witches’ bifocals
were tested on locals,
their plusses and drawbacks were plenty.
They conjured a curse
where you age in reverse,
making hindsight a true 20/20.

~ vintage_strangers

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conjured witches were true
in hindsight

where their drawback’s age
they tested vintage bifocals
on locals and
20/20 a plusses were plenty

reverse a curse
making you these
strangers

Lovelorn Poet in San Francisco, CA: The Noise

Fall in Love by Dhilung Kirat

Fall in Love by Dhilung Kirat

the noise
that the heart makes
when it falls out of love
how peaceful
most calming
finally –
silence

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Lovelorn Poets Her Two Cents Iconwhen love finally
falls out of
the noise

that most calming silence

how  it makes the heart
peaceful

… “as I climbed the stairs, I heard him say

I hope you fall
in love

and as I stepped into the sunlight
I realized I was laughing
and I was

light”

selection from Breathing Like a Spaceman by mindgallery,

Lovelorn Poet in San Francisco, CA: Haiku I

Flower

Flower

Flowers and photos.
The last daisy petal falls.
Will you pick me, sir?

 

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Lovelorn Poet in San Francisco, CA: All Those Fragments Of Light

Hearts Made Of Glass by Thomas Hawk

Hearts Made Of Glass by Thomas Hawk

From a vantage point high above, I look down on the city lights. Tiny twinkles of color, some in motion. Storefronts and streetlamps and traffic. Overhead, airplanes drift without wakes through an infinite sea of stars. And everything is still and quiet, so I can think. And I used to sit and wonder, could any of those lights be you? Just maybe? And I would smile.

I would sometimes even dream that in that dizzying array of lights there was one, a most important one, that was moving toward me. And it could be coming from the ground or the sky or even the higher planes of space. And that light was you headed toward me, to open your heart to me, finally. To settle my spirit and hold it tightly to yours.

But what I now see is that for me, All of those lights have become you. Because even though I have long since lost the ability to pick you out, I know you are there somewhere, sharing your beautiful love with others, and I’m certain you are shining. And if it were even remotely possible that I could see you, then I would, and I do. And so now I just immerse myself in all those lights, and I imagine you everywhere. You are all of them. I think about you and I smile. Yes, wistfully. But also with a deep happiness that there was a time, once, when you were close so I could pick you out, and you shined your bright light on me, and let me give you my heart.

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Lovelorn Poets Her Two Cents IconI think about you and I smile
you are shining
I imagine you everywhere
Tiny twinkles of color infinite sea of stars
could any of those lights be you?