Understanding “sweet sorrow”


Ah, love and loss and heart ache. Where would poets be without it! Better now thanks. Twenty year old poem that still works, I think. Feel free to shoot me down in flames if needed.


She’s gone
Through the aperture
A last glimpse
Then
She’s gone

Tears at the airport
Happy kind of crying
Home in an hour
Found the I-love-you-stones
Just on departure time

Later in the bathroom
Blubbed a bit
Having a leak
Looking at the shower cap

Then her toothbrush
Her henna shampoo
The telltale towel

Not to forget
The well placed
Hairy hair bands
Around the doorknob

Remind me daily of her absence
From this place
Yet her presence in my life


Sad smiling Aphrodite


An attempt at a poem in the referential academic style.
You know, like the consumptive poets of previous centuries who seemed to have to make classical allusions in their poems. Taking the piss, really.

But it is a kind of love poem.


Returning home to no Penelope
I’m no Agamemnon
Armageddon leaves me for dead

Again the observer

I watch

Time’s myths unwind

Sad smiling Aphrodite
In limbo from Thebes

Homeless and humbled
Caught in Love’s plot

Down from the mountains
Lost to the sea
Facing the jungle
Bluestones of steel

Tiresias is learning
The price of sight
Razor sharp options
Limit his choices

Blinded for truth
A snake in the grass
Feels for his breasts
Gets it all wrong


Facebook Lover



I called her my Facebook lover

We flirted and hugged with a mouse

No messy sharing of fluids

Safe in my room in my house

No dining or going to movies

No talking of womanly dreams

No curtains or shelves from Ikea

No bloody relationship scenes

Just Scrabble and fish tanks and gardens

Pirates and Vampires and Wolves

Dancing our lust on the keyboard

Yet pushing emotional rules

We pretend there’s no innuendo

Well maybe a bit of a flirt

Dreamscapes glowing with passion

In places where no-one gets hurt

Then one day the cyber world crumbled

Our bodies demanded release

From the prison of self-preservation

Our kisses discovered love’s peace