Love Poem

I want to write you
a love poem as headlong
as our creek
after thaw
when we stand
on its dangerous
banks and watch it carry
with it every twig
every dry leaf and branch
in its path
every scruple
when we see it
so swollen
with runoff
that even as we watch
we must grab
each other
and step back
we must grab each
other or
get our shoes
soaked we must
grab each other

by Linda Pastan

Comments (3)

Wow I felt your anxiety in this one and your fear of loss. Emma I'm sure you deserve better if this is you.
The most important person in our lives is ourselves. For we can be nothing to nobody if we do not have our own power first. No person should ever have such a hold on us as to cause the kind of pain this poem shows. Taking control of ourselves is always the first positive step to feeling the power and being able to stand tall. This poem shows how so many in relationships allow themselves to be controlled. A great expressive poem. Well done
You are right Emma, to ask this in a poem. And perhaps it will lead to an answer, even though I get the impression it is not as bad as it appears or is portrayed here. Also, remember, if you hear your muffled screams in the distance you have taken steps already. All assuming that we poets always write about ourselves. How silly. H