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Six poems, one written each Valentine's Day from 1996 to 2001. They form a whole when read together, tracking the course of my long distance relationship with my now husband. Oddly enough, 2002 was our first Valentine's Day together, and no poem came to me. Perhaps this year it wasn't needed. :) [560 words]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (7) A Mother, A Friend, A Rock Solid Bitch (Poetry) A poem about my always interesting relationship with my mother. [402 words] [Relationships] Didgeridoo (Non-Fiction) A review of a short performance I had the privilege of attending in Australia in 2001. [378 words] [Travel] Nothing New (Non-Fiction) One woman's experience with surviving domestic abuse and moving on with life. [2,352 words] Postage Stamp Dreams (Poetry) An accidental LSD dose at the age of seven years can have effects that last a lifetime. [308 words] [Mind] Rainbow Storms (Poetry) Playing with poetry magnets and then doing a little bit of judicious editing resulted in one of the best poems I've ever written. [67 words] [Erotic] Sanctify (Poetry) A poem about being on the outside of society, about being blessed with unconditional love, and about acceptance. [230 words] [Mystical] See The Light? (Non-Fiction) Random memories about a father from a daughter who loved him. [1,807 words] [Biography]
Six Years Of Valentines Jenn Thomas-Orr
Six years of Valentine's Day poems written to my beloved Isaac, these were written as separate poems, yet somehow they fit together to form a whole.
Valentine's Day, 1996
I opened my eyes in the night and the smiling face of the Mother moon was shining down on me. Peace and tranquility. I sought you in the darkness that covered me like a warm and downy blanket and there you were your arms enfolding me your lips caressing me
Valentine's Day, 1997
Perhaps this will be A Valentine's Day to remember Its bittersweet flavor Our love flying across ether and air But our arms empty
Something to tell our children about Something to remember with wistful sighs And great relief That we will never have another one like this
Someday when we are old And I look across the room at you Greyhaired and rocking in your rocker I will see you in a different light Not old and bent and aged But young, vibrant, your hair dark Because that is how you will always look to me It is how you look now Even though I can't see you I still see you in my heart And that is how you look.
Perhaps this will be A Valentine's Day to go down in history As the last one That either of us will spend alone.
Valentine's Day 1998
This years poem has been cancelled on account of rain down my cheeks and lack of a relationship worth writing about.
Valentine's Day, 1999
Time rolls around Our fourth Lover's Day Spent apart, like always. This is the standard for our relationship the banner flying from the turrets signalling to a distant observer Here I Am.
Just two weeks ago I held you close in my arms Now, my arms are empty My soul is lost I will not find it until you come home to me to stay.
Valentine's Day 2K
When I look at your sleeping face I wonder, what are you dreaming about? When I dream, I see castles in the air Goblets raised in elegant hands Coaches drawn by white horses And happily ever afters.
I hate to wake up and see reality The bed beside me empty The pillow undented. For a few hazy moments I try to remember what is missing Until it comes to me with crushing reality You aren't here.
In my dreams, we are always together Laughing and loving Fighting and worrying For better or worse Nothing is worse than the distance I'll take the bad days, if you are here I've seen worse days, the empty bed days.
Loving you has not been easy Struggling for your time Your attention Anger and frustration always in the back of my mind Why won't you just get over here? Pack your stuff and move. What's the hold up? Don't you love me?
So many times we have said Enough, no more, good bye. Yet somehow we can't stand by that We always fix the breach Stuck with each other For better or worse.
Last month I woke up from my dreams For the first time I didn't hate them Because you're coming You're on your way Every morning now I am filled with joy Anticipation
So what is this love we share? It is something enduring It's powerful, it's strong It is a lifetime bonding For better or for worse We're bound to each other You are a part of me Every place I go, I carry you with me You are never out of my thoughts I can almost reach out and touch you No matter the distance Life bonded For better or worse.
Valentine's Day, 2001
For a long time something was missing.
I couldn't quite put my finger on it but it was missing. Absent. Not there. Completely incomplete.
I was not whole.
Lately, though things have changed.
I have a sense of fulfillment culmination completion. No longer am I foundering lost and alone.
Now I am part of a whole.
With two simple words my life is complete.
I did. I do. I always will. As long as we both shall live.
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