Thursday 28 January 2016

Seasonal Love

The perennial source of inspiration for poetry has to be love. 
  • Lost love
  • Unrequited love
  • Requited love
  • Platonic love.....

I write best on a wave of either longing or loss
Satisfied with love I must be too busy enjoying it.
So here is one of my loss- love poems published in Women’s Works Vol 8

Seasonal Love

It was the fire in you that held me
until I got my fingers burnt.

What else did I expect?

I expected love
Spring seeding
Summer glowing
Autumn gathering
Winter hoarding.

You liked spring

But when we last met
It was a winter’s day.

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