Colleen Courtney

(10/13/65 / Massachusetts)

Love God

The cherub of love
Drawing back on his bow
And letting fly his
Poisoned arrowed darts
Into the hearts of his
Unsuspecting victims.

If love is so grand, so epic
And so wonderful...
Why does everything about it
Insinuate pain and hurt?

An arrow to the heart
A breaking heart
A heart split in two...

Cherub of love
Point your bow away from me
Save your
Darted arrows of poison
For others
I want my heart
To remain whole.

Cherub of love
Fly fast and heavenly away.

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, January 14, 2014

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  • Veteran Poet - 4,604 Points * Sunprincess * (7/8/2014 11:20:00 AM)

    ........beautiful only advice is be careful and give your heart away....only after someone gives you their heart first....and after exchanging hearts be very careful....cause now you do not have your heart, but another's which is even more special and very fragile... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 137 Points Joe Breunig (6/19/2014 8:58:00 AM)

    An enjoyable piece; anyone is has suffered heartache can appreciate the message of this poem; wonderfully conceived and expressed.

    -Joe Breunig, Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 9,565 Points Akhtar Jawad (6/1/2014 8:19:00 PM)

    A lovely poem, but cherub of love, or the Cupid is blind, in fact he simply constrains you to love yourself, and then you look for a mirror, your lover is nothing but a mirror in which you see yourself. If it is a divine love you see Him in your heart and soul. Love is selfless, often the heart is broken, whether it is love of clay or love of the Master of Decay. What ever your determination may be you are helpless in love. This helplessness, is beauty of life. Enjoy it. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 98 Points Timothy Caffery (5/25/2014 9:59:00 PM)

    Oh, thank you! I was opening this anticipating a whole other idea. Personally, I think love is the most devious lie ever. When we are finally free from it all men will be fathers, all women mother, all humanity family. Not some utopian delusion, but sacred realization (sorts back to that whole mirror thing) . This is a bank of a river kinda poem, it's not going somewhere, it's guiding towards something ahead. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,285 Points Daniel Brick (5/16/2014 3:57:00 PM)

    Is your image of Eros blind or at least blindfolded? Because that significantly diminishes his responsibility for the problems which result. But I don't think your Eros has that blindness as an excuse. He may shoots arrows randomly, or perhaps he's a little cynic, like Shakespeare's Puck - OH, WHAT FOOLS THESE MORTALS BE!
    Well, if we are fools, don't make it worse for us with poisoned arrows! I'm not being facetious here. These issues all relate to the risk we take when we make us ourselves vulnerable to love. Is it worth the risk? Are the consequences too great? I'd tentatively say YES to both. You can see I'm conflicted with no clear policy. When you tell Eros to go HEAVENLY AWAY in the last line I sense you're conflicted about exiling him. I like your poem because it made confront my confusion. I'd make an easy target for Cupid or Puck or Kama (Hindu god of love) .I (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,116 Points Paul Sebastian (5/15/2014 5:53:00 AM)

    Beautifully written! Somewhere you could, perhaps add:

    Cherub of love
    Strain not your bow on me
    My chosen path is to be free
    Away from being a broken heart
    Suffering pain from poison dart
    Rather, give my heart to one in need
    For God counts all my good deeds!

    Paul Sebastian (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,116 Points Mazhari David (5/14/2014 4:13:00 AM)

    Eros, cherub of love, save your poisonous arrows for... me! I want my heart to be torn to pieces... Inspiring as usual...* * (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 132 Points Matthias Pantaleon (5/7/2014 9:57:00 AM)

    Love is beautiful. Its perfect. The pain we feel when in love is as a result of our greed or selfish interest or the thoughtlessness of our partner (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 132 Points Matthias Pantaleon (5/7/2014 9:38:00 AM)

    Love is beautiful. Pain and heartbreak comes as a result of our personal greed and selfishnes. Love is always beautiful no matter the odd. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 132 Points Mockingjay Mellark (5/6/2014 8:36:00 PM)

    Thank-you! This is exactly what I think when I read all those books with romance in it and the main character's heart being broken when something happens to their boyfriend or girlfriend. Thank you for putting that idea into such a great poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 132 Points Shobana Gomes (5/6/2014 5:00:00 AM)

    Running away from being caught by the most endearing emotion ever well eclipsed in this poem of yours Colleen.
    I loved how you captured the whole imagery in this remarkable poem. Excellent. Thank you for your comment on my poem and you are welcome. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - -6 Points Susan Sparks (5/3/2014 2:22:00 AM)

    Love is a giant risk of being hurt. But who said that it's better to be loved and lost than not loved at all? There's good and bad in everything- even love. Great poem, Colleen. I really enjoyed it. (Report) Reply

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