Love is ...

Love is a state of balance

As content as a cat

Sitting basking in the sun

Detached from outer influence

Until something will interrupt

 

A pang of hunger

An unexpected noise

Trigger a rush of feeling

Disrupting equilibrium

 

These limits of the body

Spring it into action

To search for edible things

Or a protected place to hide

 

Until at last once more

It comes to rest again

Free from outer influence

And meditate

 

But perhaps there’s a blockade

Action is not granted

Feelings never go away

Balance never restored

And love begins to fade

 

Until we invent new ways

To feel again the state

Fantasy and addictions

Based on outer things

 

Alas none of it will stay

When we come face to face

With inevitability of change

 

With shovel and pick we must dig

Through the barriers that froze us

And return back to equilibrium

The proper way

Reviews

[Michael X]

Jay, I really enjoyed reading this poem, what struck me most,
the depth and convincing insight, leaves the reader with feelings of added knowledge,
what I liked least, I felt it to be overworded in just a few spots, like line 3,
I would personally just say "basking" since sitting and basking
is similar imagery, but thats the great thing about this poem,
nothing needs to be changed and the feeling of insight would remain the same.
I really enjoyed reading this poem, great job.

[Jo Todd]

I've been so busy I never had time to thank you for the help you gave me on my story. I still think you're a good poet. I really like the ones about love. It's interesting to hear from a man's perspective.