Every year I get stuck posting on February 14th
on this blog. Me. The one who doesn’t like Valentine’s Day. The romance writer
who spends pages and pages establishing a cozy happily ever after who would
rather be at home on her couch than on some romantic Valentine’s Day date. The
woman who wants to be loved every day, not just one day in the middle of
winter.
Due to the fact that I don’t want to spoil anyone’s holiday –
even if it is some sadistic attempt to measure love in candy and flowers and
fancy dinners – I’ll just post a romantic poem. How’s that? Okay? Good.
Chance
Encounter on a Winter’s Night
Snow flutters
on the icy breeze,
winter fairy
dust,
white and
sparkling
like an
Arctic dream
in the black
night.
Faces turned
toward the sky,
chilled angel
kisses
fall on rosy
cheeks,
crystallized
feathers
fall from the
heavens.
All is not
lost.
A fire builds
in lonely
caverns,
once deserted
and dead,
devoid of the
rhythmic drum
of human
hearts.
Warmth
flares,
spills to
dead zones,
awakens the
primal need
for touch,
for
acceptance.
For
love.
Hands reach
out
as the white
world whirls dizzily.
Contact is
made between lonely souls
under the dim
glow
of a city
streetlight.
Time freezes
like water on
asphalt
in the cold
of a winter’s night,
But in the
tight circle of electric sun,
the right
words are exchanged.
Hope your Valentine’s Day is everything you hope it to be.
Toodles,
Chris
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8 comments:
Excellent poem. Who says we have to measure love anyway. Um, isn't it immeasurable at best? Thanks for the morning treat, Chris.
Very nice, Chris! I'm not a fan of the holiday either. I think it highlights loneliness for those who aren't with that special someone. I've been married forever (close to four decades...yikes!), and I forgot to get my husband even a card. He was a good sport about it, but I'm feeling pretty guilty. I might have to do something drastic...like make lasagna!
I made my husband cookies. That'll about do it.
Christine, you inspired me to write a poem to my husband this morning. He'll get a few chocolates with the card. Done! Every day we're happy and healthy is/are Valentine's Day for me!
If time freezes like water on asphalt around here, I'll be forever young... Great poem!
Lovely poem, Chris. I agree that love (or a show of love) shouldn't be for just one day.
What you and everyone said...WORD. I get several hugs a day. That's my year-round Valentine's Day. It's took cold to get dressed up to our for dinner. I'd sooner stay in. Loved the poem. Simply loved it.
Enjoyed the poem...lovely! I'm not a fan of Valentine's Day, being happily single and all, but the way I look at it, any holiday gives us an excuse to celebrate and push our problems aside for at least a day, hopefully. :)
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