Tuesday Poetics- After St. Valentine left the building- Not To Be

So, give me your lost loves, your broken loves, your loves that never were! The fireworks that didn’t quite go off, the bud that never opened, the seed that failed to sprout.

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Not To Be

My life- a filament on a mirrored pond,
freely floating, no horizons visible.
Drifting- against my will or perhaps in spite of it-
but for the breezes.
I’m certain you MUST exist, in this singular universe,
But for chance, most unfair,
I’ll not find you there.





32 thoughts on “Tuesday Poetics- After St. Valentine left the building- Not To Be

  1. Heavy — beautifully spun with strong imagery and lingering impression…not sugary sweet at all…and so powerful for that…

  2. Your poem goes so well with the photo and the prompt! Sounds a little ominous for the one floating!
    Thank you for your comment on mine. When I went to respond WP turned it red and dumped it. :<(

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