Love Poem

For Eulonia

If I were a ladybug
I would marry you
in your constant opening to air;
my 12 footprints
tracking pollen across our moss bed,
these antenna 2 quills
shaped to scribe your sweet
with nectar ink.

I would across kingdoms
shout a vow too large
for one small voice;

A promise of passion
that can only be collective
and rooted, the way seeds
and hemolymph sing it.

I will lay eggs
under your leaves
and our children
will speak of our blooming
the way myths are made.

***NaPoWriMo day 4 asks us to write a love poem without the word in it.  As this was my fixation a few years ago, I reworked one of my favorite drafts.  Love, ladybug style. You really should check out the poem that inspired this on Eulonia’s blog, if it is still out there.

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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15 Responses to Love Poem

  1. jmgoyder says:

    Extraordinary poetry – tears in my eyes. I am in awe and wish I could write like this (I used to). Thank you for this and so sorry I don’t keep up very well with posts. x

  2. The way myths are made and poetry is scribed…
    lovely simply lovely – and perfect for the stirrings of spring

  3. I’m so glad I’m catching back up with you, and your ladybugs, Susan:)

  4. Alice Keys says:

    This poem is wondrous. It bounced around inside me and produced a terrific smile. Thanks.

    Ah! Spring. The open-throat-whole-body coitus of flowers and native pollinators. Perhaps it was love that drove a gnat up my nose the other day. 🙂

  5. The Unfolding says:

    Reblogged this on The Unfolding and commented:
    Amazing.

  6. Rhonda says:

    Each time the sun shone inside my mother’s 145 year old house…the ladybugs would emerge like they were one a mission!!! Make hay while the sun shines? Don’t know, but at least now I know they know love like we can only hope to know love. Beautiful SFAM and I’ll never look at LB the same way. 🙂

  7. hypercryptical says:

    Lovely beautiful words Susan.
    “these antenna 2 quills
    shaped to scribe your sweet
    with nectar ink.” – undoubtedly the loveliest!
    Anna :o]

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