Poem:Love speaks

I don’t need to wait for when push comes to shove

Every day I’ll look into your eyes and call you my,

Sweetie

Babes

Honey

Lovie

and love

It’s either that or you’re

My world

Darling

Gorgeous

Sweetheart

Sunshine

Precious

Schnookums

Sweet cheeks

And hot stuff!

Some might say that’ll do for now,

but it can never be enough!

Review: Love speaks

‘Love’ is saying quite a fair bit here. It has a lot to say.

There’s certainly some intensity at the start of the poem with there not needing to be any form of encouragement, persuasion, nor coercion for the expressions of ‘love’ to be released.

It sounds like this person who is about to declare their love has been waiting like a coiled spring ready to launch. When they do, he or she really goes for it!

Before the words begin to cascade down the page, I am met with how it’s due to start and that’s with the looking into the eyes!

Romantic? Hypnotic? Charming?

Yes, to all three I suppose when the eyeballing is accompanied with

a few loving and sensitive wooing words. Aww etc. After reading the first stanza concluding with the word ‘love’ I feel the ‘aww’ some more, thinking that’s the end of the love poem BUT then it continues to a second stanza. There’s more of a word spillage. It cannot stop. It doesn’t want to. It’s determined to continue with the message of love. It needs to connect.

Infatuation is what I’m potentially getting here or a borderline mania and obsession. Is that not what falling in love can do though? Hmm? (Many stories and theories for other future times)

It could be an elaborate chat up line. Or should I say, ‘a chat up poem’. It’s very confident and bold.

Short and sweet with the word ‘sweet’ cleverly being used three times.

The rhyming of ‘hot stuff’ and ‘never be enough’ has got my attention.

A fun read. I’ve been elevated. I have been well and truly wooed.

Poem:Reminiscing

Do you remember when?

Oh those were the days!

If only…

CONK!

Review: Reminiscing

Reading this short poem I’m instantly met with a sense of cosiness and warmth (once I’ve taken off my cap of cynicism that is) Well, I have decided to remove it and have flung it far away. I am choosing to succumb to this feeling of ‘cute’ Aww, to look back eh?  To reminisce. It’s an indulgence right? A luxury. There’s no time in real life to take such a preposterous action. There’s no time is there? Unless one is a ‘kept’ man or woman?  Then I can only pressume that there’s plenty time on hands whilst the spouse/other half/significant other is busy earning that crust. No doubt something is expected in return. I’m not going to go there but in at nutshell. We all have our timetables and arrangements don’t we?

OR there’s plenty of time when one has retired and looking back at the life that has been lived and is currently living.

CONK! I am then met with. It’s an ending. Oh dear.Someone has croaked it.

End of poem. Then I realise why it’s such a short poem. Just as I was about to find out what appears to be a final regret was with an ‘if only’ and I will never know.

Cloggs have popped! C’est fini!

What is this poem telling me?

Hmm?

To not indulge in and lament the ‘what if’s’ because they weren’t were they? What a waste of time!

Enjoy life and carry on living it.

‘Conk’ is a humorous word to end with.

Poem: Comfortable 

Happy anniversary at some point in the year

You know I love you

I’ve put the time in

Keep going

Time will forever be that winged chariot

Flip that calendar page til the next one

I know you love me too

Kisses

Review: Comfortable

If this is what being ‘comfortable’ is then take me to a pavement of hot coals to walk across, pronto!

Mind you, walking with ease along any London pavement now-a-days one is met with annoying eye sores and obstacles such as litter as well as those SUV’s! Many years ago, it used to be the dog mess on pavements. Some would argue that the SUV’s are equally as yucky as the Poop and the litter. Folks are picking up the doggy deposits now but the big monstrous cars don’t look that easy to scrape off the pavements and shove into a bag to then BIN!  Most have a view on them don’t they? I’ll leave it there for now as I don’t want to swear. That’s not my bag. (another story for another time) Instead I’ll growl quietly for a few short seconds grrr. There, I’m done.

Back to the poem. You can guess I’m after a thrill and excitement of some sort after having mentioned those hot coals!

Back again to the poem, (apologises for deviating)

‘Comfortable’ does indeed have different meanings for different things for different people.  – Fine! – I accept that.

Can I accept however that an important anniversary date has not been remembered? Whoops right? And a big fat one at that!

It’s an anniversary of a commitment that has been made for the rest of one’s life!

Whoa. Flippin eck, I need to sit down, I need to be ‘comfortable’ right now. It’s a big deal right?

Sounds a bit scary. BUT the only scary thing I can see is the ‘not committing to remembering the date!’

Yes, there are lots of things throughout the year that present themselves to you to not forget, like putting out the bins, paying bills, voting for or not for ”Ian-Doobrie_what’s _his_name” and getting to work on time etc BUT not to remember this life changing date?

Hmm. I’d suggest getting a tattoo of the date so there’s no excuse to forget! Even if you have it written in reverse on your forehead so you can see it and read it when looking at the mirror! Mind you, skin can sag over time so unless you have chosen a large font… it’s potentially… not a good idea. I apologise for raising any hopes. No, I’m not speaking from experience I just use good creams and stay out of the sun. We don’t have much of it anyway so the weather forecast is working with me and my anti-aging concerns.

As I read on however, I am concerned as it seems that a list of the ‘for better’s and for worse’s’ could become hugely imbalanced! Don’t stop though.

‘Keep Going’ as it says in the poem. Strike that balance.

BUT am I to judge this couple?

NO, not at all. These things happen right?

It’s modern life with all the ‘digital this, that and the other’ distractions vying for attention.

A little understanding is what’s needed

(Be sure to set a reminder where at least something within your orbit will vibrate, prick you and go ‘PING’ more than once! Prompts are necessary, aren’t they?

If not serious, it is funny to read the words ‘at some point in the year’

The thing is, It’s true isn’t it, at some point. I applaud the honesty.

‘You know I love you’ says to me that the person is not needing to make a big fuss with devising a grand loving gesture of writing a love poem for example? Who’s got the time or the inclination for something as ambitions and naive like that now_a_days? Oh, how I laugh.

BUT how else as humans are we supposed to celebrate and commiserate important moments in time if we don’t mark them with an expression and acknowledgement of some kind? Be it love, admiration or relief! It’s important to share and connect with others, right?

Justifying the years (I presume it’s more than the one here) with saying “I’ve put the time in!’ That’s a clout of a comment!

Hilarious, honest, and yes, erm, comfortable.

Time keeps moving along doesn’t it?

Be it a sun dial, on a fancy Rolex or a smart/stupid watch! It doesn’t and nor should it apologise for its ticking and tocking! When you’re having fun, it flies. It drags when you’re not. Get on with it I’d say and add more fun if there’s an imbalance! Time’s not going to wait!

I detect that the couple are used to using calendars in the old fashion sense. An analogue style and an analogue non AI life. Oh, how cute and comfortable they must be in their archaic ways I’m imagining. I bet they still use hot water bottles and plastic shopping bags and actually go to supermarkets and use coins to pay for stuff. I’ll leave it there before I get consumed into a whirlpool of nostalgic nonsense! Tapping and zooming with everything is where we all are in the 21^st century. (without a glitch, right?)

I’ll leave it there and yes, I’m biting my tongue.

There’s certainly love and acknowledgment between the two.

It sounds like the couple have been reading from very well-rehearsed script. They have made the effort, continue to do so and have reached their own ‘climactic’ conclusion with ‘comfortable’ kisses.

But where is the spice?

 “I’m willing for you to experience some excitement and variety”

Is what I would write in an anniversary card to them.

I love the compact burst of the poem, The sense of humour is punchy and very droll. I feel I’ve got to know them and I’m keen to know where they go next.

Poem: The Proposal

I think highly of you

Buy me a ring

Love me and all that!

Thanks in advance

Review: The Proposal

Whoa, Hang on! What’s just happened here? I barely get a chance to read and digest these words when I get a punch and met with a ‘straight to the matter poem!’ I blink and It’s over, but what it has left me with is an insatiable appetite for more. I need to know where it is going!

I’m teased at the start with a bit of praise in the first line. That’s nice. It’s good to be thought of highly isn’t it?  This is someone who is special and important right?

POW!

In comes next is the demand for a ring!

There’s no build up, no romance and no wooing.

Nonchalant the poet is when ‘love’ is mentioned with the accompanying words, ‘and all that’ Yes, I find that, all of it, hilarious. What exactly is the ‘all that’ I wonder? Surely It differs from couple to couple. There’s no blueprint with how to get things right from the start. The bending down on one knee. Offering a bunch of flowers and asking a father (any father) for a hand in marriage? To some, that would be viewed as romantic and to others a bit of a faff! Archaic or cute? Traditions can be funny and a million miles away from the realities of what is due to be presented in married life.  It appears to me that the poet is seeking commitment and is pretty sure they’ll get a ‘yes’ by thanking their ‘significant other’ in advance. I find that humorous.

By the sounds of it the poet has been waiting a mighty long time and doesn’t want to wait any longer. Very practical and time efficient to take this type of approach. They’ve gone beyond dropping a hint and have taken the bull by the horns!

Language used is short, surprising and speaks volumes. Message received loud and clear!

Not many, but enough words are spoken. A delectable bite sized, ‘amuse bouche’ of a poem and I do just that, I smile. A powerful and cheeky request!

A fun read