Love Poems – The Poetry Of J.P.

Her Autumn – Poem

When among the trees will autumn come?
What multitude of words will I have lost
among the soft-dying of sweet summer poppies

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The Nature of the Heart

A rolling field with a heart shaped tree is poetry

The heart is a hunter searching
before the dead of winter has melted;

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The Fool

Should my heart suddenly explode
and cease it’s earthly needs,
and being stubborn leave for me

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On Loss

I wished to see your smile,
but got only pain the while—

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I didn’t say

Sometimes love is cliché.
Damn the cost of being so young,

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Around her I was Icarus
with wings alight and burnt to nubs,
now glowing as embers and garnets
as I slowly descend into the adjust
of knowing there is no longer an us
and longing to submit to the plunge.

Category Archives: Love Poems

Her Autumn – Poem

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The Nature of the Heart

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The Fool

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On Loss

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Blue Birds of Love

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I didn’t say

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The Plunge

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