love/hate

we spend our lives
learning the truth about love

how some days it shares
a pocket with hate

and there is never enough
or too much
or any amount just right

we get all twisted with
lust and false longing

in over our heads
thinking we must choose

there is never a choice
and it all seems so
brittle fragile

strong enough to kill us
strong enough to be there

on a day sixty years and
several winters from freedom

when a heart left hanging
stops beating and we know
we know

the (w)hole
we’ve fallen into

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A poem a day for 30 days, in honor of National Poetry Month: Day 26
I’m participating in NaPoWriMo, and the Writer’s Digest Poem a Day Challenge
Today’s theme is PAD’s write a love poem, or, write an anti-love poem. Clearly, I couldn’t decide.

2 Responses to “love/hate”

  • Gerry Miller Says:

    This is filled with beauty and tragedy. I’m going to look for it at FB and share it. Many thanks!!

  • Buddah Moskowitz Says:

    This was exquisite, especially these lines:

    “and there is never enough
    or too much
    or any amount just right

    we get all twisted with
    lust and false longing

    in over our heads
    thinking we must choose”

    Loved this.

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