If I’ve only told you
That you’re beautiful
A million times then
I haven’t told you nearly enough.
Category Archives: poetry
The Word
I spread the word of love
Whichever way I go
Its message just three syllables:
Your name (_ _ _ _ _ _).
Heaven Lent
Every earthly thing
you (……….) eclipse
and even near stars
shine dark in comparison.
How To Do Just About Anything
I’ve figured out
how to focus on
one thing at a time effortlessly
and also how to go weeks
without the need of food or sleep.
So, too, I’ve discovered
how to feel the winter
on a humid summer day
and even how to turn an hour
into one hundred thousand years.
It’s actually very simple—
very much free, as well:
just miss someone you love.
Words in the Snow
Lost power
Still had to say
If your love
Was a flower
It would grow
In all seasons
All climates
Night and day
My Inspiration
It’s leaving me
Or already left
Little by little
And day by day
Words no longer come
One after another
Only form in scattered staccatos
All appears lost, m i s p l a c e d,
reversed, underdeveloped:
.sentence proper a write to how remember even can’t I, Now
Forbidden
After Little Charmer
If only I could
If only you would
But we both know it couldn’t
Come to any good
Yet you still have some may
And I still have some might
So what if our wish on the stars
Could make something so forbidden lawful tonight?
Second verse added with permission of Little Charmer. Read and like the original here. And make sure you check out the rest of Little Charmer’s wonderful blog and, if you haven’t already, follow and like from there.
When We Collide
Never bend
Nor break
Only expand horizons
The opposite of crash
Merge to connect
Forgo destruction
Create instead
An invisible world
Built upon the alignment
Of four-lettered words
Backward
There are days
Your affection
Sounds like:
uoy evol I
And I can’t decide
If it’s coming from
The tip of your tongue
Or the depths of my ears
You
are the sentence without a period
The movement in the puddle after the rains
The scent that lingers when the scent is gone
The oxygen for the oxygen
The letters that spell out the word love
The one thing I’ll never leave behind
Benjamin Grossman 