Happy Valentine’s Day or Happy Saturday !

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Happy Valentine’s Day 🙂 OR Happy Saturday 🙂  Here are some Love and Anti-Love poems for you.

LOVE POEMS

poem I wrote sitting across the table from you

By Kevin Varrone

if I had two nickels to rub together
I would rub them together

like a kid rubs sticks together
until friction made combustion

and they burned
a hole in my pocket

into which I would put my hand
and then my arm

and eventually my whole self––
I would fold myself

into the hole in my pocket and disappear
into the pocket of myself, or at least my pants

but before I did
like some ancient star

I’d grab your hand

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I Want the Certainty of Love in Another Language

by Christie Ann Reynolds
You walked in like the light
From every sun that rose 
This year had exploded
Symmetrically from your eyes
I was uncertain—no I was certain 
I wanted your eyes to shoot 
Laser beams straight through me
It was certain we were soon to be
Bound by something mythological
It was certain that when you moved
The hair away from my mouth 
A locust in your eyes 
Moved farther afield
It was uncertain if one day
We would be saying 
I will not love you
The way I love you presently
It was certain we spoke
The danger language of deer
Moving only when moving 
Our velvet bodies in fear

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FREE until 3/9/15

Classic Love Poems is FREE until 3/9/15.

For anyone who’s in love – or hopes to be – what greater celebration could there be than to hear the world’s greatest love poetry read lovingly by Richard Armitage? With 15 poems by William Shakespeare, Edgar Allan Poe, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, and more, Classic Love Poems is a listening treat for Valentine’s Day – or any day.

Included in this collection are:

  • “How do I love thee?” by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
  • “Sonnet 116” by William Shakespeare
  • “Annabel Lee” by Edgar Allan Poe
  • “To Be One with Each Other” by George Eliot
  • “Maud” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
  • “To His Coy Mistress” by Andrew Marvell
  • “Bright Star” by John Keats
  • “Love’s Philosophy” by Percy Bysshe Shelley
  • 1 Corinthians 13:4-8
  • “Meeting at Night” by Robert Browning
  • “The Dream” by Edna St. Vincent Millay
  • “The Passionate Shepherd to His Love” by Christopher Marlowe
  • “I carry your heart” by e. e. cummings
  • “She Walks in Beauty” by Lord Byron
  • “Give All to Love” by Ralph Waldo Emerson

About the Performer

Richard Armitage is known to movie audiences around the world as “Thorin Oakenshield” in the trilogy of films based on The Hobbit. Born in Leicester, England, and trained at the London Academy of Music and Dramatic Art, Armitage has performed with the Royal Shakespeare Company, and created memorable roles on Robin Hood, North & South, and other British TV series.

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ANTI-LOVE POEMS


valentines day complicated        images


I Feel Horrible. She Doesn’t

BY RICHARD BRAUTIGAN
I feel horrible. She doesn’t
love me and I wander around
the house like a sewing machine
that’s just finished sewing
a turd to a garbage can lid.

You left me – Sire – two Legacies – (713)

BY EMILY DICKINSON

You left me – Sire – two Legacies –
A Legacy of Love
A Heavenly Father would suffice
Had He the offer of –
You left me Boundaries of Pain –
Capacious as the Sea –
Between Eternity and Time –
Your Consciousness – and me –
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A Very Short Song by Dorothy Parker

Once, when I was young and true,
Someone left me sad-
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.

Love is for unlucky folk,
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.

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Naked Nursery Rhyme
by Valeri Beers

This
is not
a Valentine.

You 
are not
mine
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Peter Peter
fire eater
had a
wife
&
wouldn’t
keep her

He kissed
that girl
&
made her
cry

His tongue
could burn
O
when would
she learn 
not to
play with
fire?





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