On Love

Diamond Gatli

One can love
what he doesn’t
Say God who is
by human thots
and is known
but by the heart


One will not
ever understand
the un`loved
Say poetry which
is written like
light of a distant
star when seen
thru bent mirrors

β€œI love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way
because I do not know any other way of loving but this . . .” ~ Pablo Neruda


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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8 Responses to On Love

  1. Pingback: For Love of Words | rivrvlogr

  2. rivrvlogr says:

    Thank you for the inspiration.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. my mind is the ultimate bent mirror

    Liked by 2 people

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