What is the Definition of Love? Fill in the Blank – (A Poem)

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I heard her ask, “What is the definition of love?”

The definition of love?

No such thing

Only definitions

 

As Ingersoll spoke of the ocean

And the Bible

Love is the same

 

When one stands on the edge of the sea

To gaze at its wonder

He receives the echo of his own self

His thoughts, moods, and experiences

 

When one opens the pages

Of the book called, “Holy”

He sees in that god

His own character reflected

And finds the Jesus who he is seeking

The one he himself is

For the kind

God is found gentle

For the viscous

They happily discover Jesus’ words in the Gospel of Luke,

“But those mine enemies, which would not that I should reign over them,

bring hither, and slay them before me.”

And then smile, thinking within their mind,

“How ironic it is that Jesus was so much like me the whole time.”

 

This is the meaning of love

Rather the meanings

Only a fool believes there is just one

Definition

Of the meaning of love

Or of life

 

When you stand on the edge of the sea of love

You will find naught but yourself

Crashing back at you

Your own answer in the foaming waves

 

The love you find in life

Can have no fire

But that provided by your own spark

Within

 

And if the definition you find

Does not suit you

Or if you find the answer to the question

“What is the definition of love?”

Wanting

I suggest that you change the definition of your own self

So that the music made by the sound of crashing waves

When you stand at the edge of the sea

Loses its dissonant and unpleasant tone

So much so

That when the blue deep, in all its glorious fury, smiles at you

You can smile back

At the meaning of it all

 

What is the definition of love?

I have my own

What is yours?

Fill in the blank

It Makes No Matter To Me (A Poem)

grand canyon
There is a place on the edge of the Grand Canyon

Where once I stood

It, being in the shape of a long, narrow triangle

I walked out to the point

Just barely wider than my shoulder-width feet

And stood there trembling

With my closest fellow

Choosing to remain

In safer territory

 

For to the right and left of me

No stone floor was found

And there was none still in front

Only underneath me and back behind…

 

So, as my gaze lifted up from my own tattered shoes

I saw only the distant floor and walls of the Canyon afore and about me

As though I floated in the air

Or rather plummeted

As a falling angel

Cast out of Heaven perhaps

Who opened his eyes

Before crashing into the fallen and cursed, terrestrial plain

Just to think to himself,

“Goddamn… it is so beautiful.”

 

I felt the vertigo grip me

Yet I lost not my balance

As any wavering would be death

 

I stood there for a single moment

Stretched into eternity

I marched in my mind

Both forward and back

As much as I was only present in that moment as well

 

Foolish and bold though it was

There I stood forever

And though after that moment

I walked back away from the Canyon’s treacherous edge

I never left it

 

I am standing there still today

Suspended in the air

Held by an unseen stone

 

As unsure as it is firm

Until I eventually fall

Happily

Into my own bliss

Never again to return

 

Yet, ever to be.

If only as a whisper

Subtly

Through the lips of eternity

Or only the moment

Either way…

 

It makes no matter to me.

 

Copyright: Luke Austin Daugherty 2014

(all rights reserved)

Sweet Sixteen -A Poem for Angela on our Anniversary

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Sweet Sixteen

Do you see the hope on our young faces

My love

As we embraced

A sweet sixteen years ago

Only days before we wed

Me in your arms

And you in mine

One of our perfect moments 

I remember it perfectly

The feel of your shirt’s fabric in my left hand

How your hair smelled

The way your breast felt against my chest

As you made my heart beat faster

We knew not all that would come

Between that day and this 

Not even the half of it

But we knew we would be living it together

I, who would be an instant father

Looked forward to calling your child my son

And of our four more children to come

Nothing was known of them then

Now to go even a day without their company seems a grave injustice

My dear wife

We have seen so many of love’s soldiers

Fall to the wayside

Injured or slain

During or journey

Yet, after 16 years

We abide

Stalwart and unified

Not only that

But expectant of what is to come

For better or worse

We are purposed

Still in love

And full of hope

As we celebrate our

Sweet Sixteen

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The Chronicles Of Simon the Lover- Chapter Ten: Fallen Angel

The Chronicles Of Simon the Lover

Chapter Ten: Fallen Angel

 

And with this

Time stopped in the small community

While everyone who had bought a paper

(And believe me, that day everyone bought

A paper)

Caught their breath

 

On Simon’s way into town

Each passing car moved in slow motion

And every pedestrian’s glance

Was not a look of disgust

But of amazed confusion

 

Simon?

The town’s peculiar one?

Can a crooked, shuffling

Familiar stranger

Be the author of inspired words

And the true love

Of the fair Muriel?

 

Could he be the one

Who had cut his heart open

As with a knife

Before us all?

 

That day at the diner

Simon was not the ghost

Haunting the back-corner table

But the focus of everyone’s attention

And topic of their whispered conversation

 

As twelve o’clock drew nearer

Simon’s anticipation increased

And when the door opened

His heart almost ceased to beat

When for the first time

He allowed his eyes to meet Muriel’s

 

Between each blink

Eternity passed

Muriel felt Simon’s love

She felt peace

She felt whole

 

Then, as Peter taking his eyes off of the Lord

Sunk into the sea

With faith faltering,

Muriel looked upon the faces of the townsfolk

Feeling their judgment

And her faith in love being shaken

She walked back out the door

 

As she hurried down the sidewalk

She wept with disappointment

Not in her lover

But in herself

Her detached, offended spirit

Viewed her body from above

As God, beholding a fallen angel

 

While she sped away

Toward the far country

Simon sat at his formica covered

Back-corner table

For the last time

And wrote one more poem…

 

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The Chronicles Of Simon the Lover- Chapter Nine: Chronicle #3

The Chronicles Of Simon the Lover

Chapter Nine: Chronicle #3

 

Beloved Muriel

You are my only desire

I am your captive

Do with me as you wish

I will be revealed to you

Shroud not your eyes

But look full on

I wish not to be a spectacle

But a welcome revelation

Muriel my blessed flower

 

My stomach is in knots

Yet I will not be ruled by fear

For I believe in love

And I trust my lover’s heart

Be my answered prayer

My Muriel

My love

I am Simon

 

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The Chronicles Of Simon the Lover- Chapter Eight: Muriel’s Heart

The Chronicles Of Simon the Lover

Chapter Eight: Muriel’s Heart

 

As Muriel read the poem

She wept

And this moment brought a first for her

She believed for the first time

That true love was real

And her heart began to yearn

To know who her lover was

 

She made her way through the day

With every moment feeling like a lifetime

Each man she passed

Brought the same question

“Is this my love?”

 

With Simon’s words

The door to Muriel’s heart

Had been unlocked

 

That day when Simon saw her

He saw a woman in love

But she didn’t know who with

At one moment she giggled to herself

The next she was almost in tears

 

Simon was now resolved…

 

He would be revealed

To his love

And it would be for Muriel

To slay or bring him to life

 

When he left the diner after lunch

He walked straight to the Town Chronicle

And personally delivered the letter

 

The whole walk home

And the rest of the day

Simon did nothing

But hope against hope

And as he slept

He saw Muriel in his dreams

 

The following day’s paper

Had his poem on the front page

 

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The Chronicles of Simon the Lover- Chapter Seven: Chronicle #2

The Chronicles of Simon the Lover

Chapter Seven: Chronicle #2

Oh, Muriel

Be my song once more!

From the marrow of my bones

I long for your response

Will I be received?

Or will you reckon my love grotesque?

I can not much longer bear

But to know love’s fate

 

My most pure dove

Desire of a heart not defiled

Do you believe my motives are true?

My thoughts toward you are holy

 

From antiquity to this present age

None as you was ever found

Your smile is as

The birth of dawn

From the eastward horizon

To have but the hope of you

Is better than Solomon’s riches

Yet my soul desires more than hope

 

Muriel

Will your heart find place for my love?

 

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The Chronicles of Simon the Lover- Chapter Six: Curiosity

The Chronicles of Simon the Lover

Chapter Six: Curiosity

 

All wondered amongst themselves

Who was the author of this outpouring?

These were not the words of a simple man

Or of a plain, small town fellow they said

The author of this poem was surely

One to be esteemed for his love and words

 

What of Muriel?

Let’s just say her smile was a bit

Wider than usual that day

As her heart beat harder

Than it ever had

Energized by such curiosity alive within her

 

And Simon?

He saw her smiling

And it was the best day of his life

Though many men have provoked

One thousand smiles from the one they love

For Simon

This was the first

 

Once again they had lunch together

From across the room

Muriel smiling and chatting

With her girlfriends from the bank

And Simon spoke silently with his pen

But with a greater sense of

Freedom than before

 

Off went another letter

To the Town Chronicle

This time it was in the next day’s paper

And the expectation of the town

(And of Muriel)

Was not disappointed

 

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The Chronicles of Simon the Lover- Chapter Five: Chronicle #1

The Chronicles of Simon the Lover

Chapter Five: Chronicle #1

 

Muriel

You are the sweetest fragrance

Of the fairest May flower

 

My heart is stricken

In every moment

Of your absence

 

Your beauty draws my soul

In the night watches

As the moon’s gravity

Upon the ocean tide

 

If I believed but for a moment

That there was not a place

For our love

I would beg not to love you

 

Will my confession

Find a kind answer?

Will you forgive my secrets?

Will your sacrifice

Be my love’s salvation?

Does your heart hear

My whispered prayer?

 

Oh Muriel

Suffer love’s fool to speak!

 

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The Chronicles Of Simon the Lover-Chapter Four: A Poet’s Encounter

 

The Chronicles Of Simon the Lover

Chapter Four: A Poet’s Encounter

 

The next day

Simon sat in his usual

Back-corner booth at the diner

Feeling isolated and safe

From the judgment of the normal townsfolk

Hoping Muriel

Who worked as a teller at the bank across the street 

Would follow her usual routine

And come to the diner for lunch

 

A few minutes later

When Muriel walked in

It was to Simon

As the gates of Heaven opening

With celestial light shining upon her face

And her dark brown hair

 

Simon’s ballpoint pen felt like the ready, ink-dipped quill of a prophet

While the words flowed freely onto

His new dime store notebook

As did those on Solomon’s scroll

When he wrote his sacred song

 

Simon penned the words purposefully 

And with great thought and reflection

As though he was whispering the sonnet

In Muriel’s ear

His head just over her cashmere covered shoulder

 

When Simon’s confession was finished

He carefully tore out the page

Folding it twice, keeping the creases even

Until it was one third its original size

Just the perfect fit for a fresh, white envelope

 

Once the envelope was licked, sealed, and stamped

Simon wrote the “To” address on the front

But added no “From”

Then mailed it to the Town Chronicle

 

Though the newspaper’s office was only two blocks away

Simon wished for the time being

To remain anonymous

And could not risk being noticed

Dropping the letter off

For he was the town’s peculiar one

 

Simon chose rather

To drop it into the large, metal mailbox on the corner of the sidewalk

Feeling gravity pull it out of his fingers

Before he allowed the heavy, tilt-out mail slot door

To swing back into place

 

Simon

Knowing what was now done

Could not be undone

He whispered to himself

“It is finished”

 

Upon the poem’s publishing in “The Town Chronicle”

Several days later

It could be said that there was no small stir

Among the populace of the small town

For Simon was plain

With the notions of his heart

 

His anonymous, yet public confession

Read in this fashion…

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