‘Inflation Precipice’, fearmongering headlines.
‘Death, be not proud’, poetry.
‘Love island TV’, pixelated zoo’s
‘COVID here to stay’, reality.
‘Zhengzhou & New York flooding’, nature’s frustrations
but,
my ultra-HD blinkered VPN
can only identify: clear skies - obstinately
in each, bleak horizon
they’re trying to bludgeon us with.
Divisive warmongering, polarising politics
as all-consuming lead story, tannoy vomit
yet, all me and you care about
are scrolling footnotes
of tomorrow’s, weather forecasts.
‘No rain!’ We text – in sync
let’s head to that spot, we talked about
we’ll break out, to break-in
those new matching t-shirts, we dyed ourselves
last weekend;
excitement, in every notification
‘no you, hang-up’
as our daily nightcaps
grinning wide, at 6am
like, it’s a mandatory requirement.
Sweetness of life, in each ‘Woosah’
of attraction’s meditative, tingly skin
and these are just, preview highlights
before
we’re back, at each other’s side.
I see you, waiting
by your doorstep
smiling, I park
far too close to the kerb, and wave
even before you close the car door, we hug
because, we’ve
got our priorities: right;
I let my eyes, serenade you
with a million love poems
‘stop it’, you blush: ‘never!’ I promise.
We begin
as passing sirens, accompany
blaring obscenely, alarmingly
but
we still hear every syllable, shared
in our engrossing conversation
about, work stresses and lunch breaks;
you’re laughing
all-teeth brimming
hair - like personality, let-loose
flowing free
we’re vibing, gliding
with no need for music’s
mood setting.
Later, as I hold you tight
you ask about: Time
I whisper a lover’s, reply
one more minute, just
one more blink
one more, synchronised
heartbeat…
Let’s cherish - us
my Truth, my Escape, my Love
in these moments of sweetness;
no words - just lips
and nourishing warmth, seeping deep
blossoming love
ever-Sweet!
© L. B. Mek
August 2021
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Comments8
mmmm living - loving it! Who needs some remote newswriters agenda when important stuff like life is on hand.
Love the way you've framed this with it's great intro.
'mmmm living - loving it!'
what a perfect wording, and
'important stuff like life: is on hand!'
Indeed, dear Poet
so very true, thank you! Dusk
for such a considered and emotive comment
perfectly magnifying what I was trying to convey.
Promise me .. nah, promise us you will never tinker, jiggle or revise a single word ......................................21st century poetry has just come of age damn it ..
lmao
all ultar vpn DH,
that's search engine optimisation lingo
if you will 🤣
21st century poetry? is exotic surnames
utilised to sale a book of character limited
'sharing, of soulfully abound worded orifices'
with titles like honey in it...
sale millions of copies, and not have a single line
worth quoting in it... 🤐
but hey, if its garnered popularity - its a class act!
ah, now I see
so that's where, modernity's democracy evolved from
as always, Blame it all on the poetry!
(sorry for that unexpected rant
must have been wanting to unleash that
for a while,
forgive me, my friend)
but in all seriousness
with heartfelt sincerity, I thank you!
This write is so special I want it to read every time I need a dose of tonic as it brims with right attitude on life my friend. Agree too with Neville this is 21st century poetry at its very best.
what a delight, a romantic write
that's got your approval!
you've given me the confidence
to try and share a few more now
thank you! dear Fay
our resident: nature and love poet, supreme
Wonderful words Mek bringing that sweetness to us all.
Andy
luckily you're all sweet toothed
admittedly, I borrowed some of your positivity
and let my cynical side, rest for a bit.. lol
thanks Andy
Great write LBM
thank you! dear poet
glad you enjoyed the read
The sweetness of love conquered all the bitterness in life. A unique piece to enjoy.
perfectly summarised!
that's the wondrous nature of love, I think
its capacity to overcome, anything...
thank you! for investing the time
to engage with my humble write, so meaningfully
has the applause for this finished yet L B ?
i doubt it!
if a talent of your calibre adds
even a single handed, clap
then we all gain a bit more credibility I think, dear Poet
I'm humbled and so grateful
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