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Waterfall

by Lauris Dorothy Edmond

I do not ask for youth, nor for delay
in the rising of time's irreversible river
that takes the jewelled arc of the waterfall
in which I glimpse, minute by glinting minute,
all that I have and all I am always losing
as sunlight lights each drop fast, fast falling.

I do not dream that you, young again,
might come to me darkly in love's green darkness
where the dust of the bracken spices the air

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Well Suited

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Having been unemployed for some time, I had a fresh job prospect,
As sunlit rainbow beamed jaunty colors, the last time you checked.

I really needed some good news, as my savings were almost gone;
And without the paycheck coming in, I could not hold out very long.

The year before I had been laid off, but I resolutely kept searching,
Knowing I am good at what I do, like nature is good at blossoming!

This job prospect seemed promising, but I was tense nonetheless,

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Sunday Holiday

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Lanes are still;
and church music drifts.
Brilliant noon.
Fragrant rose,
Cat and purple butterfly,
Hearts are filled with love.

Hymn To Aphrodite

by Sappho

Throned in splendor, immortal Aphrodite!
Child of Zeus, Enchantress, I implore thee
Slay me not in this distress and anguish,
Lady of beauty.

Hither come as once before thou camest,
When from afar thou heard'st my voice lamenting,
Heard'st and camest, leaving thy glorious father's Palace golden,

Yoking thy chariot. Fair the doves that bore thee;

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Elegy

by Mong Lan

& what if hope crashes through the door what if
that lasts a somersault?
hope for serendipity
even if a series of meals were all between us
even if the aeons lined up out
of order
what are years if not measured by trees

Recent Love Poems

Faithless

by Mohammed Irshad Shamsi

Is it only me?
Or do you feel it too?
I’d rather love and ache thirsty
than to not love and ache to blue.
I’d rather live and die
than not be born, don’t you?

Who am I kidding?
Who am I lieing to?
Call it cowering,

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Love and detest

by Jubes C

I’ve know quite awhile that we aren’t right for each other.
We make each other miserable.
Fights everyday, passive aggressive comments with zero resolution.
If only we knew how to make things better between us, make us a unit, one, whole.
Instead of against, battle, versus.
Hostility has become normalized, you’re a cunt, idiot and crazy becomes our pet names.
Insults rolls off my spine as I bend and stretch for more.
I yearn and also detest you.
You bring me comfort in minute moments which I use to justify the 95%.
It’s 100% me at this point. Stay for this and that, hoping that an apple would change to a pineapple.

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A Collage of Loves Once (or Twice) Had

by Amy Poupard

A Collage of Loves Once (or Twice) Had

To The One that told me to always turn to the stars
As the galaxies and solar systems of distant cannot worry for my heavy heart
You’re the one that reminded me how much I love creatures, big and small
Remember the summer we spent dancing among the bugs, through fields
Catching stinging, buzzing insects
Maybe I loved the hunt
The chase
While your eyes fixated on all of them, mine were always stuck on you

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Vienna

by Rachel G

how could we know
we’d get on so
that morning in Vienna

a cocktail bar
and shining stars

we shared a cab
now here we are

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Rant of a heartbroken drunk.

by Edmondo Pierre Louis

Rant of a heartbroken drunk
Mind wondering in clouds of smokes, the heat from the 40 proof the only thing sparking his fire lately, it takes away the pain so what if it make his eyes a little rainy. Her company is usually enough when the nights get lonely, can’t heal a hurt Ego hiding behind misogyny and trust issues. Technology made it too easy to relive the past, but he won’t be calling you tonight. Old pictures, past memories; tonight he’s only confessing his love through those few lines
Faded grey Heart on my sleeves, thinking about you is still the only smile that gets me out of bed. Old lies, you’re no longer there so it’s the alcohol sometimes. I miss you, though I don’t tell you when we talk. Trembling voice I blame it on the cold. May my heart run wild today. May it happily jump in front of Cupids’ arrow. Let me take you on this on this promenade to Venus. No heartache nor sorrow. Where love is the only currency. Where we will live old. No legacy just children. Where our love will live through melodies for thousands of years. I promise we will even make the Goddess jealous.