About The Path Of Love

We’d always be skimming
the body’s wasteland, still
to ravage, where we’d anchored
our perception, lifted our heads
murmuring gratitude for death’s
negligence. Still we had glided
round the river bend.

Adrienne walked stiffly ahead.
Me, still limbering to blithe
ignorant content. A mosaic? Yours,
you said, of daily syringes on
your sister’s belly. Life reaching
terminus but the beast did not
swallow immanence.

No pitying nor indifference.
Let love be the tyrant else
everything would be arid,
wouldn’t it? We’d seen each other,
as souls, isn’t that something?
Love really is nothing short of
laying down your life.


Robert Brewer’s Day 3 prompt has us thinking about love, as in to take a phrase in the form of “blank” of love. So yea, mine’s “path of love”. It reminded me of the Shakespearean line, “The course of true love never did run smooth” (A Midsummer’s Night Dream). That is especially true of “star-crossed lovers”, a phrase used in Romeo and Juliet. In fact this motif occurs pretty often in literature. You might like a listen to Duke Ellington to get in a mood.

Of course love comes in different forms, so you tell us.

In case you didn’t realize, my prompt is just so you can submit your poem to Red Wolf Poems, and submission there is the same as submission to Red Wolf Journal. Not confused? Good.


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