Like many things Valentines Day is just a made up day that we choose to attach meaning to. I think it’s something light-hearted and can be used as an opportunity to highlight the ones you love in a similar way that new years can be used for a fresh start.
Last week I started working on a poem to share but didn’t get very far. I’m not writing poetry much these days so it felt strange and unfamiliar. However, it’s become an annual tradition to share a different sort of writing with you on Valentines Day, so I stuck with it.
I ended up with 6 short lines but it feels like enough because I’ve managed to capture a moment. And in a few months or even next year I’ll look back on this poem and remember exactly what it was like.
Lovers like you and I
With hearts that love to play games
And hearts so full of love
That sometimes they pour over
And sometimes they burst
With love to give.
Happy Valentines Day!
I daydream of you and I,
In a field of flowers,
Laying side by side.
My hand in your hand,
Your skin on my skin,
With nothing to hide.
No words spoken,
Only gazing at each other,
Glad to be alive.
The sound of the music,
The touch of your skin,
Yet I still feel hesitant,
To just let you in.
I originally planned to share a full poem today. The above is part of a poem I started just under a week ago. I have 3 other verses but none of them feel quite done yet.
I need to remove words, change words and say it out loud to ensure it flows in the way that I like.
I love writing poetry. It might be simple and incredibly amateur but it’s also a true labour of love.
Like a lot of the writing I do, my poems capture moments, experiences and thoughts. I look back on old poems like photographs.
I don’t write poems very often but it’s refreshing to sometimes do something a little different.
Over the past week or so Valentines day has been on my mind. Not because there’s anyone in particular I’ll be spending the day with but more just thoughts of romance in general.
Last year I posted a photo on instagram and made a joke in the caption that I was checking my phone for V-day messages. A couple of months ago I wrote a poem for someone and last week I thought it might be nice to share it with the person on Valentines day which granted is kind of lame but I’m that kind of person.
But then a couple days passed and I realised that writing a poem for someone is even more special and meaningful than I initially thought. And I find that with many of the poems I write, they represent a fleeting thought or a moment that has passed, instead of my true overall feelings.
So instead of sharing a poem with a past love, I’m going to share it with you instead.