Not poetry

03 May


I have reluctantly realized

thinking of you

and writing your name

in midnight blue ink

on parchment paper

over and over

and over and over

while I whisper

each syllable

does not count

as poetry

though it feels like it

to me.



© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new, and still not poetry

Art by Gianni Strino


Posted by on May 3, 2020 in Poetry, Still Life


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15 responses to “Not poetry

  1. Anonymously Hal

    May 3, 2020 at 1:22 pm

    Ohhhh!!! ❤️❤️❤️🔥 Love this!!!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Tom

    May 3, 2020 at 3:58 pm

    This is great! I think maybe it’s poetry in a way 😉

    Liked by 1 person

  3. In mind and out

    May 4, 2020 at 9:59 am

    It’s definitely poetry when you write about it like this.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. thereluctantpoet

    May 4, 2020 at 6:04 pm

    I loved this!! Brilliantly clever!! I thought it was a perfect description and visualization of being mesmerized and sent it to someone so they would understand what I meant when I used the word! Ha! And your comment at the end was a crack up – still not poetry!! Yeah, but it is now that you’ve written about it like you did!! Bravo!!!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. thereluctantpoet

    May 5, 2020 at 12:15 am

    Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. ram H singhal

    May 6, 2020 at 2:53 pm

    Silently expressed essence in Few words …… love all . ….. ram

    Liked by 1 person


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