short poems about life and love

He spoke about a misplaced serenade from a wilderness of pain, divulging a secret only those in his hometown could possibly know...

she asked me about toes. if i found them disgusting, something to hide perpetually wrapped in socks far from prying eyes. or...

“Wrap the moth in a white linen cloth,” she said. “Carry it to the water’s edge, then set it free.” I had...

With a meditative mindset I sit before a pristine sheet of paper, the smooth, wooden brush handle resting on my lip as...

i used to test the flame of candles by pinching them out between thumb and forefinger. or hold my hand palm- side...

A heavy rain slaps relentlessly against the shutter’s slats anchored down tight against a summer storm. Sweaty and spent, she gets up...

hands held high, she wheels and turns lost in dance. or, more truly found. in a blur the barest flashes of bronze...

night disrobes before me, layer by layer. shade by shade. through drawn curtains she draws me deeper into an abyss until darkness...