Love Poetry For Couple

At the wane of a long season of heat filled yellow sky, fire consumes mountain forests infested, decimated by bark beetles feasting in their own changing world. I swim deliciously in a warmer river without current, cringing at banks so barren I could walk across. The water is too hot for salmon to return upstream and spawn. Earth degrades to dirt, crumbles in my hand. Early spring bloomed in a

On the Richmond bus to Nelson passing Polstead Road you only had to say it, and everyone knew, unspoken we almost dared not look, it stirred such potent thoughts caused laughter, mocking, and a deeply seated superstition innuendo out the window, the road that leads to there To where? You ask? But we all knew, we knew for sure that�s where the loonies go and you�ll go there for sure

He was not a handsome man not even in possession of a face that was easy to look into it was journey twisted and wrinkled like a baby at birth ........

She rides side-saddle into her own clich� her heart is pumping smoke boots heavy with things unsaid sunset flecked with mud she�s breathing fire flames curl from her lips slow-dancing lovers with cigarette smiles slink and hips turn on the clock and still after all this time after so many battered leather jackets crumpled sleeps on strangers� couches cups of tea from chipped mugs

Like a reed boat that slipped its mooring Set drifting on the current Or the heaping up of ripened grain In the time of harvest He was farewelled Gone, in the fullness of his time But that final slipping away Still came like something unexpected Like an empty pier or a barren field Which once brimmed with purpose Bustled with life and vigour Now there was silence Except