Young Writers Society

Well, the title pretty much sums it up: Write a poem about love.

w&w

Love is love
but for people
it means more than which
it is
for it is merely less than
the word it means,
but is much more than being love
itself.

Um..well, this is about love, sort of...I hope its not irrelevant..I wrote this when I was going through a relationship crisis.

Sentinel trees blinded by swaying fronds
Wide armed canopies embracing the sun
Their soft shadows cling to my skin
Blushing shyly with desire

The searing light cannot undress me now
The dimpled sunshine has lost its glare
In its flirtatious forays among the leaves

My broken virtue is my own.

Branches twisted in a permanent caress
Hold me above the sweaty clinging earth

Besotted crickets crooning love songs
And fickle-hearted birds swooning in lust
Clothe my naked arms in innocence
Untouched by roving searching eyes

Yellow, red, orange, ochre
Emotions of every timbre
Swirl gently to the ground
Piling up in drifts
To fade away to brown

Here within the drowsy dreaming grove
Unsung and unannounced, is forgiveness.