Love and Poetry is a poem written by Pasithea Chan and shared with The Ugly Writers under the theme Shining Bright / Deepest Black for the month of November

Love and Poetry

When trials stifle tomorrow’s breaths

choking it with pain’s wings; it ruffles

its feathers to push hope down cliffs.

There a soul drowns in its falls-

until she appears, pulling threads-

threaded with tin cans loaded with stones.

She beams like the sun swatting darkness-

and floats like a cloud without a sound.

She picks up souls cast like stones

that’ve forgotten they’re not bones.

She’s no angel or devil yet wards-

worry’s crows and depression’s-

hollows like joy leaping off the gallows.

With a gaze, she silences sorrows.

She is life’s forceps turning corpses

into life forces filled with joys.

Her shadow is a long bow that fastens

love in the back of a scream that screens-

guilt from relief flowing in streams-

of cold tears of joy and hot flashes.

She kissed my eyes once, and put ice-

above my eyelids, making my lips-

wonder if there is anything under-

the sun that’s hotter or sweeter.

No one knows where she comes or goes.

Because of her, my heart knows whose lips-

I’ve been dreaming of; because

they tell me, he loves me as we share homes-

our hearts filled with tomorrow’s hopes.

my fairy and he my muse.

This is my story of love and poetry.

Author’s Notes: Imagine if poetry was a woman cherished by her poet. Someone who brightens his/her life as she helps him write their love story. This is my story of love and poetry.

Give some love to Pasithea Chan by reading her previous posts here. You can also find her brand of poetry on Facebook.