Love Has Its Damage Poem by Mark Heathcote

Love Has Its Damage



Love has its damage
Like a car fender gets bent.
And, headlights blink!
And disagree which is the way
Ahead:
Love is a road of new dawns
And midnight folks—
(A handful of spades
instead of hearts)
Love is a knight defending,
Your honor!
And, then the next—
Love is just a name-calling odyssey.
Questioning, should I take
This other opportunity
Love has its luck… A hope
Worth, every, lightning-bolt
Every cloud the world
Keeps on sending…
'Love, love, love has to
Find some way of surviving'.
Love is a boil
You're afraid to lance or break!
Because it's hurt—tells you,
It loves you!
And this, this, isn't the time
To use the cowl or dagger
Or join that lonely sisterhood…
As long as love still warms
You're coagulating blood.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012
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Gajanan Mishra 11 December 2012

Very good poem. I like it. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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