Tag: love letter

I stir the cream into my coffee. The sky is lit with the moon and it keeps me awake enough to race with my thoughts. “Compatible,” I think. I keep getting hit with this word when I least want to hear it. When I make a play for permanence, the other party starts their doubts. “Is it me or her timing?” “Is she consistent?” “Is she looking at me right now?” I don’t want to make them uncomfortable, but I do. And then they hit me with it. “Do you think we’re compatible?” And the next move is crucial. Because once they ask, there is only one correct answer.

Writing

Love Then Lost

All the while we snooze

Sorrow billows, tears…. pillows

‘Tis better to have…

Writing

Fall

spinning side effects

dizzy, ditzy, heartbeat too

petals in a pile

Tags Celibacy, creative nonfiction, Daily Poetry, daily writing, earthly pleasures, free form poetry, haiku, inspiration, life lessons, love letter, memories, Micro Poetry, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, romance, secret love, stress, temptation, Writing

Writing

Such Is Love

Heart blooms toward him.

There is no safe place to love.

Heart blooms toward her.

Tags Celibacy, daily haiku, Daily Poetry, daily writing, gpoy, haiku, love letter, metaphor, Micro Poetry, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, romance, tumblr, Writing

Writing

Practicing for What?

when the real thing’s far

to loop in my head—our heads

perfect then perform

Writing

Too Bad It Doesn’t Smell of You

Post author By G. Pearson
Post date December 14, 2021
No Comments on Too Bad It Doesn’t Smell of You

palm leaves mid-summer

kiss of caramel apple too

lush green-gold haiku

Tags autumn, caramel apple, daily writing, green and gold, haiku, love letter, Micro Poetry, Poem Of The Day, poems about cars, Poetry

Writing

Haiku For You

Suppressed, I yearn still

Perfected a cheesecake too!

Cooled on window sill

Tags Celibacy, Daily Poetry, daily writing, drinking, earthly pleasures, food writing, haiku, love letter, metaphor, Micro Poetry, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, romance, secret love, temptation, Writing

Poetry Writing

So Normally

Now I am supposed to grip your hand back

Otherwise you’ll try checking my pulse

Be alive. Stay present.

I was supposed to lean against you

but splashed Slurpee in your frozen lap and now you’re bluish

How long was I squeezing your hand?

Like a doula, you let me realize when the nerves were gone

And simply didn’t call me again.

Poetry Writing

Futility

resistance is futile.
thinking of us daily
prepared you for me
since before you’d heard
of resistance.
and still
you have wanted it.

Tags Celibacy, Daily Poetry, desire, earthly pleasures, erotica, free form poetry, love, love letter, Micro Poetry, Poetry, romance, secret love, sex, temptation, Writing

Poetry

Proof by the Faults

In bed without solace of rest
Each sand of the day falling
In poring over the text of ages.
Like bed-light under comforter
Many moons ago.
Still a similar warmth of spirit
And text of ages in hand:

A letter.
From father to long lost love
Not mother.
Proof of an everlasting trial.
Secrecy by the fault lines
Which brought forth death
In the form of children.
A text for the ages.

Tags escapism, love letter, Poetry, secret love

	G. Pearson on Mrs. So And So
	Anita Bacha on Mrs. So And So
	G. Pearson on Sour Daze
	G. Pearson on Futility
	Glenwood & Grey on We Strive for 5!