These poems really are in celebration of Singles’ Awareness Day rather than Valentine’s Day. They are poems from my early college days and each have a similar, sad theme; the last one being my favorite poem. Fortunately, my repetitive refrain did not last forever, and a couple years later I was singing another tune which I’ll save for later.
The Chrises In My Life All the men I've met Desire love in the form of a delicate unknown Water the rose, searching and water until they find full vulnerable blossoms Then undesirable becomes the rose Too easy, too much So I may choose to bloom for no one to see Petals dropping Or wither in tight, sophisticated form Because the man has given up on the flower who will bloom for no one. Which is worse? Maybe I need to meet men with a less obvious name. Maybe the men I meet are too like me.
Love Is The Grand Experiment To decipher where it comes and belongs Is this an inside force or outward folly? Until the final metamorphosis is made a claim cannot be staked And conclusion or no I do not wish to be stabbed unduly
Repetitive Refrain Play for me another secret rhythm for the poetry has run dry and shed it's only cleansing tear My sorrowing behind closed doors its gentle rush of wind and flute is replaced with stark reality, hollowed dreams, base expectations For though I cannot allow this ghost to haunt my room again I reverence its old company, its gentle knocking So sing for me Beat of drums and earth A repetitive refrain that I may dance to it.