I don’t like to write love poems anymore
It’s just useless lyrical nonsense
Displaying blind devotion
Old words rooted in lost emotion
Kindling for the next flame
Bringing with it old pain
I much rather spend my time
Writing adoration for the world around me
For the birds, the sea
For The marigolds in the field
For the laughter of a dear friend
And the embrace of a warm bed
Lovingly I gaze
As the memories are made
Giving me hope for tomorrow
For all the wonderful things to follow
For the simple rituals that make up my day
To grand celebrations
Both special in their own way
I don’t like to write love poems anymore;
How could I,
when I am surrounded by the beauty of today?
“I don’t like to write love poems anymore” is apart of a larger collection titled Quarantine poems, coming to the blog May 24th. –