Valentine's Day 2o15 POEMS

Yes, it has already come and gone, that you Jesus! I did "try" to write a poem for it . . . not sure it's all that good. A friend of mine who lives in Australia did remind me that I had a sonnet written back in 2o13 that "celebrated" VD. Anyway, hope you had a good time . . . here are the poems.

Be My Jason Voorhees

I know I'm not a looker

and I’m definitely a moody
mother-sucker.
At times I’m way too broody,
but that thing with my mother, you know?

 

I understand I’m too much the loner.

At parties I hide in the corner
and stare at the crowd that
in turn suddenly stops talking

and gawks at me.

I'm well aware that I’m scary to folks

and your closest friends like to poke
un at me because I can’t dance.

 

Your parents too think you could probably do

so much better than a quiet young man  who
would rather go to the lake on a late night date
though he never learned how to swim
and quite earnestly . . . I’m terrified of water.

 

I could say a lot more to show that you

surely deserve much cooler than me
as your parents and friends will agree.

However, if you’re so inclined

to cast tradition aside
and choose to be mine,
how happy I’d be, my dear
Valentine.
Woodie o2-14-15

My Hopeless Valentine

 

To thee I write these mournful thoughts of love,

These words that bend and break ungracefully
Upon a page of white. For you, my dove,
My feelings I do bear, respectfully.
A clever poet, yes, could move you more;
With words of heavenly inspired rhyme,
Would bleach your holy cheeks in tears galore
With love for he who wrote those words sublime.
But here, alas, no poem sweet I site,
No words can voice the tenderness my heart
Does hold for you my secret friend, my light.
No sounds I make will spark your smile to start.
But try I must within my clumsy way
Confess my awkward love for you this day.
rrw 2-13-11(rewrite 02-13-13)