northern lights

My Twitter friend, Martii, was my Muse for this poem. She lives in Norway and asked me to write a poem that combined passion with tenderness… a lofty challenge indeed. Here is my humble attempt at just that.

I think exploring passion is fascinating. Particularly, the notion of what remains after all the poetic drama of passion relents. Is there love? Is there contentment? Is there nothing? Is it all a chemical illusion? I have no answers. Only questions.

2 comments

  1. As always, another great poem. I really enjoy reading them. The low of words and imagery you evoke in your poems are wonderful. Thanks for sharing. Looking forward to the next to the next one ๐Ÿ˜Š

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