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| found name in the sidewalk, Cleveland, OH |
i desire, to be
the love song you sing
when alone, to feel again
fall/autumn
from your lips, round
ear lobes, down the secret place
of your neck, in run-on sentences
it's an act of devotion
to hold back my commas,
in the warmth of your ellipses,
give far off looks
of Time's Square, root
in equations containing no variables
2 + 1 is unequal to three
but equals x's
the nexus of nature
is not sex but pleasure
i l(i've)
given to you
regardless the season
tu-lips bloom
keep singing
i'm coming---acorns
brown & shell broken
root, a root
in spring
be-come trees over accumulated moments
without leave-ing, shared, bare limbs ascend
sky creasing, new art forms
& i nestle,
i nestle
a squirrel
in the psalm of your hand---
humming
with desire to be...
It is OpenLinkNight @ dVerse, and I cant seem to stop writing love poems this week---but that does not mean you have to---ha, just write something poetic and bring it to the pub here in a bit when Claudia opens the door for us at 3 pm EST.
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116 comments:
why would you want to stop writing love poems, you do it so well!
"regardless the season tu-lips bloom" ... I like this! Wonderful ode to your lovely wife!
Sensational, you are an inspiration, without fail
Jaysus Brian you make me blush when you talk to me that way. You know a simple punch in the arm and a "love you man" would really be sufficient.
Seriously it is good, great even, but you know me an love poetry--I just adore it snarkily.
Hi Brian,
Love poems from the man who is so in love and loves his family so. You write about what is most important to you, truly an artist of words. Thank you.
God bless.
There's so much here I could single out, but I'm satisfying myself with:-
2 + 1 is unequal to three
but equals x's
the nexus of nature
is not sex but pleasure
i l(i've)
given to you
Wonderful!
There's so much here I could single out, but I'm satisfying myself with:-
2 + 1 is unequal to three
but equals x's
the nexus of nature
is not sex but pleasure
i l(i've)
given to you
Wonderful!
Ah, Brian, now this is what I call a VERY creative love poem. Enjoyed the holding back of commas in the warmth of ellipses! Now that is well punctuated love! Wink!
I like how u left the first comma in after desire in the first line. interesting and fun read. thanks
awesome brother. i see no reason for you to stop. (a little ee cummings style in my reply today)
Excellent...a great read.
Hey don't stop writing love poems, I love them like tu-lips blooms, never leave-ing, in the psalm of hands ~
All lovey dovey this week
Surely not up the creek
As you go from Times Square
To places many are unaware
I mean 1 and 2 don't equal three
Damn, the x got me
In the psalm of your hand... excellent, and you are definitely into romance this week, Brian. I am enjoying it very much! :-)
Lovely poem, lovely Tara; nice!
I always love your love poems! And I love you <3
Very beautiful write.
So romantic and beautiful... and reading Tara's sweet response just adds to it.
oh wow! you sentimental man! love it!!
"a squirrel
in the psalm of your hand---
humming
with desire to be..."
When I got here all of the other lines I planned to quote vanished leaving only the psalm and the "act of devotion." Very heart-touching!
No need to stop writing love poems Brian. What better topic?
This one felt so sacred and I know it comes from your heart.
Ha! Just lovely - I found the beginning actually especially moving.
Now, I have written a bunch of pretty specific political poems - the situation is just a bit too crazy - but I think I may hold back on them - I am concerned that they can be a bit alienating for readers of different persuasions - but love poems are appealing to all - especially yours which are so wonderful. k.
nah, don't stop writing love poem, they're beautiful..what i like most here is that it reads so slow, that there's emphasis on every image and it's so full of devotion and warmth and comfort, esp. the squirrel in psalm of hand image - my fav in here..
Brian, heaven forbid that you ever stop writing love poems.
It's a pleasure to read your sexy poetry. :)
Ah, so romantic. I doubt you could stop writing love poetry even if you wanted to. Hooray for us.
You know I love the nature metaphors in this one, bri, but also that lover's wisdom you always show--'pleasure given,' for sure. See you on the trail, boss.
tis melts the heart and sets a fire...well done :)
I agree with Shadow. Love poems & you = yes. A must.
Tara is a lucky woman. You express your love so beautifully.
Super cool love poem Brian. Filled with tenderness of course, but love the wordplay throughout, some really, really good ones in there, and the small section of poetic prose within, quite the add in. Great piece. Thanks
very sensual writing! wonderful read :D
Oh my, Brian...
You made mention of arithmetic sound seductive! Impressive. Great poem!
I enjoyed this, Brian. It reminds me a little of cummings.
This is sooooo romantic, sexy, loving...just soooo perfect in every which way.
*sighing happily at seeing how you love each other.
Beautiful poetry
in the psalm of your hand - what a beautiful phrase! Just a wonderful endearing poem, Brian. K
Fabulous poem. Love, at its best.
well, don't stop...
your love poems are fabulous!
this is so tender, touching, lovely. your love poems are always real, and that is what i love best about them.
Holding back your commas in the warmth of her ellipses...
I believe that is called "tantra."
I could feel kisses from my husband on my neck in this verse. :)
"psalm of your hand" is just brilliant. What a beautiful love poem. So many little treasures to enjoy here.
Sorry, it took me a bit to stop laughing over the walking man's comments. Now I will have to see what else you've been writing this week. Tender and hot, surely the best combination.
Hi Brian,
I just caught up on about 15 of your poems and, as usual, am VERY impressed. How you manage to write like that, work, and live and love full-time is amazing to me.
Wow.
And "the Walking Man's comment cracked me up.
jj
"A squirrel in the psalm of your hand." Speaks to the shelter you find in her and the trusting way with which she holds you near. God, Brian, this is lovely. And the tu-lips, all the wordplay, yes, yes, damn, yes. Amy
http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/09/17/incantations-in-jazz/
love those run-on sentences, holding back the commas as a sign of devotion. This one bubbles with hardly-contained enthusiasm! Great stuff.
Brian--I love, love, love your love poetry. To be a squirrel nestled in the palm of the hand of your beloved. Wow. Wow.
A creative, lyrical and modern love song. Inspiring.
LOVE this :)
Not just X's but O's as well, Brian. I think we all want to be Desired and desire to Be, one way or another.
Nature is so sexy! I really like the "squirrel in your hand humming."
regardless the season tu-lips bloom" simply gorgeous and still singing - and that squirrel in her palm wanting to Be come - such a lovely tender write Brian
I love that you've expanded what it means to love, to be sensual, to be playful. You're showing each reader that sex is far bigger than "the act." Sex in its highest expression is CREATIVITY, and this poem is creative.
Beautiful write, I fell in love with this poem.
mmmmm nice like honey sliding over the tongue.
Absolutely exquisite, my friend! Devotions in run-on sentences sans commas indeed!
Awwwwww, sooooo sweet! I will continue to sing and wait for MY tu-lip season. :)
Another great poem Brian, connecting so many things within one entreaty to love. 'The nexus of nature...' beautiful!
whew, I am all worn out...in a whirlwind through the leaves kind of way...and that is a good thing.
I so enjoy how this weaves sexual love compared with the things of nature and that lovely line about the psalm of your hand humming. And the nexus being pleasure- to read this was a pleasure.
the psalm of your hand---
(my favorite, favorite part)
=)
very romantic and sexy. I love the image of the squirrel in the last stanza.
A beautiful composition of love... very romantic.
The best modern love poem I've read. Out of the park, this one, Brian. And I love the use of psalm...
Brian,
Keep up the writing of great love poems!! I liked this poem in particular for the words that sounded like the words used in context but had different meanings. Very cleverly written :).
Sincerely,
Corbie Sinclair
I never find shopworn lines here, which has to be extra difficult because you write so often. Or maybe that is what they call talent
;-). I've been told I am too comma-ful.
A love like yours can only be extolled. Keep tolling that bell, you do it so beautifully. Thank you.
Seems like I'm always way behind with my comments ... but want to say, how much I appreciate your poems, B ... Love, cat.
I love your love poems.
wow! very nice written! :)
Now that's a really creative way to express love. There was a ton to digest, but it was quite a meal of a poem.
Gorgeous. And a fun play with words as well.
and what a way with love you have Brian - adore the delicate carry of this. Send peace and love ~ Rose
(thanks for fixin' me linkie' =D)
I love when you do love poems!
Beautiful... I love the first two lines....
JJRod'z
Your poem is wonderful Brian.I love your play on words and weaving with nature, really impressive!
You do love poems so well because they always contain the unexpected... such as
"It's an act of devotion
to hold back my commas,
in the warmth of your ellipses,
give far off looks
of Time's Square, root
in equations containing no variables
2 + 1 is unequal to three
but equals x's"
and then to go on and rhyme with nexus... yet they're never cheesy or sentimental... I always can feel this down to earth, raw, love...
"& i nestle,
i nestle
a squirrel
in the psalm of your hand---
humming
with desire to be..."
ahhhhh.....lovely! What else is there to say?!! *smiles*
PS, do love the way you sort of play with the words coming together like in the math equations ('Times Square, root in equations," or letters being pulled out like the "x's" in nexus and sex. My favorite word is in the excerpt above, the "psalm of your hand" elevating love to an almost holy experience. Really like how it all pulls together into one beautiful stream of thought. Nice one Brian.
A combination love poem and homage to fall...just so sweet...I like it.
some stand out passages brian
the nexus of nature
is not sex but pleasure
^
this will run around my head for ages . . .
a squirrel
in the psalm of your hand---
humming
a superb sequence to finish
a deep dig under the skin
of things
Hi there... it's been some time but I thought I'd drop in and say hello. = ) I much prefer your beautiful love song to my sad song tonight.
Well, that's how you right a love poem. (sigh)
Pure loveliness.
There are many things I love about your poetry, but one thing is how I could read it over and over, and think something new every time. That's a true gift you have.
Such earthy arithmetics!
of Time's Square,root
in equations containing
no variables
Yes, Times Sq had always been mysterious. Equations with no variables,I think I know what you meant.
A sophisticated Broadway theater with the usual intermissions for a breather and barely 5 meters away another theater with wayward youths and their girls gaudily made up, smoky, reeking of marijuana odors. Nauseous and smelly! I went in once for the latter but never again!
Nice love poem Brian, makes me feel young!
Hank
Boots on the ground, in Cleveland Ohio...on Tara Square!
The x's, nexus, pleasure given; Brian, you bring into your love poem that spirituality which is the essence of love.
How could you NOT write love poetry. You ARE a "love poem"...just ask the lady who wears boots in Cleveland--grin!
PEACE! (and LOVE!)
You can't go wrong with a love poem and yours is awesome!
Wow! Man, where I come from this poem is something you rap to your girl friend, not the rap music we hear today, but your kind of words in this poem. I enjoyed this poem greatly.
Great lines and......just lovely...
Your love shines through every word....so tender, so spiritual, so very moving! beautiful beyond words!
Feel like a snuggle after this read. Beautiful autumn like colors come off from reading this too. :)
What a wonderful celebration of love, life's most significant experience. Simply brilliant as usual Brian.
This is an ode to absolute beauty! This is a favourite of your work for me, tenderly poised and yet delievered with a firmness that is admirable, beautiful! xoxo
"i desire, to be
the love song you sing
when alone"
That's an ambition worth aspiring to.
Awesome.... strikes a chord in the hearts of all.....
So transparent and luminous...we get to know both of you here. Fine poem...
I love writing love poems--I've written hundreds, I reckon--and make no apology for it!
Lovely love write, Brian!
That comment from m, was me!
I hit the wrong button!
Oh I really enjoyed reading this
A loving testimonial, and a gentle caress while in the mundane. I liked this a lot, Brian.
there can never be too many love poems
I'm seeing so much range in your poems, Brian-- and a good reach for inordinary imagery and playfulness-- xxxj
Wow! Brian, it seems you have taken the reins on the love horse (not sure if that makes sense). I love your use of language in this, I would love to hear it read aloud.
Pamela
ohlllaaalaaa... I like it Brian!
"regardless the season
tu-lips bloom"
fell in love with this.
thank you!
A bit whimsical Brian , I liked it...as if my opinion matters, I write stupid shit about gnomes wanking it...honestly I couldnt help it, I have s brain like that
Wander
A lightness here to your love, quite enjoyable. And really, no such thing as too many love poems, haha.
Gene
nothing wrong with a love poem or two (or ...).
The opening lines were my favorite, but I loved the travel from English (commas, ellipses) to Math (equations, variables) to Science (plants and seasons).
It's a beaut, Brian
i desire, to be
the love song you sing
when alone,
... and that final full stanza. Nice pair of hands.:)
Wot does one say with all these comments cept liked the mirth of the words
There's neat play here between pun and lyricism. Sensuous and witty.
I realize I haven't had the time to go through entire collection.... but of what I've read, this must be among one of your best love poems. Seriously good.
the nexus of nature
is not sex but pleasure
Keep writing love poems, Brian. I like having that faraway look on my face as I read the wonder.
"the nexus of nature
is not sex but pleasure
i l(i've)
given to you
regardless the season
tu-lips bloom"
and your last four lines...
Oh hell Brian, this was... just wow... I def loved the word play and pull of the heart strings.
Sometimes there is nothing more I can think to say that would even come close to being original or do justice to your words.
Beautiful and refreshing!
Love has no equation, right? And punctuating it is fruitless. Nice one, Brian.
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