This Type Love

By Shihan

I want a love like

Me thinking of you 

Thinking of me thinking of you type love

Or me telling my friends more than I've ever admitted to myself

About how I feel about you type love

Or hating how jealous you are 

But loving how much you want me all to yourself type love

Or see how your first name just sound so good next to my last name

and shit i wanted to see how far i could get without calling you 

And I barely made it out of my garage

See, I want a love that makes me wait until she falls asleep

And wonder if she's dreaming about us being in love type love

Or who loves the other more

Or what she's doing this exact moment

Or slow dancing in the middle of our apartment to the music of our hearts

Closing my eyes and imaging how a love so good

Could hurt so much when she's not there

And shit I love not knowing where this love is headed type love

And check this, I want to place those little post-it notes

All around the house so she never forgets how much I love her type love

And not have enough ink in my pen to write all there is to love about her

type love

And hope I make her feel as good as she makes me feel 

And I want to deal with my friends making fun of me 

The way i made fun of them when they went through the same kind of love 

type love

Only difference is, this is one of those real love type loves

And just like in high school 

I want to spend hours on the phone not saying shit

And then fall asleep and then wake up with her right next to me

And smell her all up in my covers type love

I want to try counting the ways I love her 

And lose count in the middle just so I have to start all over again 

And I want to celebrate one of those one month anniversaries 

Even though they ain't really anniversaries 

But doing it just 'cause it make her happy type love

And, check this, I want to fall in love with the melody the phone plays

When none of us dialed into it type love

And talk to you until I lose my breathe

She leaves me breathless

But with the expanding of my lungs I inhale all of her back into me

I want a love that makes me need to change my cell phone calling plan 

To something allows me to talk to her longer

'cause in all honesty, I want to avoid one of them high cell phone bill type

loves

And I want a love that makes me regret how small my hands are 

I mean the lines on my palms don't give me enough time 

To love you as long as I'd like to type love

And i want a love that makes me st-st-st-st-stutter 

Just thinking about how strong this love is type love 

And I want a love that makes me want to cut off all hair 

Well, maybe not all of the hair 

Maybe like I cut the split ends and trim my mustache

But it would still be a symbol of how strong my love for her 

And check this, I kind of feel comfortable now 

So I even be fantasizing about walking out on a green light 

Just dying to get hit by a car 

Just so I could lose my memory 

Get transported to some third world country just to get treated

Then somehow meet up again with you so I can fall in love with you 

In a different language and see if it still feels the same type love 

I want a love that's as unexplainable as she is 

But I'm married, so she's gonna be the one I share this love with        

Beauty and the Beast

By Ezekiel Azonwu

The Sun Rising

By John Donne

               Busy old fool, unruly sun, 

               Why dost thou thus, 

Through windows, and through curtains call on us?

Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run?

              Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide

              Late school boys and sour prentices, 

        Go tell court huntsmen that the king will ride,

        Call country ants to harvest offices, 

Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime,

Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

               The beams, so reverend and strong 

               Why shouldst thou think?

I could eclipse and cloud them with a wink,

But that I would not lose her sight so long;

              If her eyes have not blinded thine,

              Look, and tomorrow late, tell me, 

        Whether both th'Indias of spice and mine

        Be where thou leftist them, or lie here with me.

Ask for those kings whom thou saw'st yesterday, 

And thou shalt hear, all here in one bed lay.

        She's all states, and all princes, I, 

        Nothing else is.

Princes do but play us; compared to this, 

All honor's mimic, all wealth alchemy.

        Thou, sun, art half as happy as we,

        In that the world's contracted thus.

   Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be 

    To warm the world, that's done in warning us.

Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere; 

This bed thy center is, these walls, thy sphere. 

Blog task 5: Choosing 5 poetry blog and comment on their use of technology

We Love Poems

This blog is a place where communities of contributors share their love poems. We Love Poems allows everyone who loves poetry and love poems to post freely. We Love Poems is made up of a group of people who loves, fell in love, has loved or dreams about loving. We Love Poems allows people to show their love through poetry, they believe that no ordinary words can express their passion, joy, pain or addiction, and that is why they come together to post on this blog. We Love Poems is about love poems only. If you are searching for a blog only about love, this is the blog to check out!

Check out the blog here: http://www.welovepoems.com/

The Micro Muse - C. Dale

Dale Practices medicine full time, he is also a published poet and the poetry editor of “The New England Review,” he also teaches in the Warren Wilson MFA Program for Writers. He has written and published four poetry books; The Day Underneath the Day, The Second Person, TORN, and The Halo.  He blogs about his life, work, and of course poetry. He writes poetry and short stories, edits poetry and sometimes teaches. His blog is very interesting and worth checking out.

Check out the blog here: http://blog-cdaleyoung.tumblr.com/

American Life in Poetry

This is the blog of the Pulitzer Prize winning poet, Ted Kooser.  The site provides newspapers and online publications with a free weekly column featuring contemporary American poems, many of which are available to read. With this blog he hopes to promote poetry, he believes that American Life in Poetry seeks to create a vigorous presence for poetry in our culture. There are many interesting reads on this blog; it is a blog worth visiting.

Check out this blog here: http://www.americanlifeinpoetry.org/

Favorite Poem Project

This blog was started by a man named Robert Pinsky. This site allows people to submit their favorite poems along with a personal story. The Favorite Poem Project is devoted to celebrating, documenting and encouraging poetry’s role in Americans’ lives.  This is a great blog to express your love of poetry and a great place to let people know a little bit about yourself.

Check out this blog here: http://www.favoritepoem.org/project.html

Gotta Book

Greg is a screenwriter, volunteer librarian, dad, and SCBWI member with a love of poetry and picture books. He is currently working on a middle grade novel for Arthur A. Levine Books as well as writing Fibs, other poetry, and over at The Happy Accident, all about social media ,too. Greg generally blogs about his thoughts, opinions, and ramblings about children’s literature from his perspectives as a writer, parent, and volunteer elementary school librarian. This is an interesting blog you must check it out.

Check out this blog here: http://gottabook.blogspot.ca/