Love Poems

I’ve been wondering whether to share any of my writing on here (as in, the fiction and poetry I write, obviously the blog is my writing anyway). I’ve written a couple of new pieces lately, and already have some older ones I’d quite like to share.
What do you think? Would you be interested in seeing some of my work or would you give those posts a miss?

To test the waters, here’s an older piece of mine. It was written for part of my Creative Writing degree. The task was to take a well-known poem and incorporate lines from it in a piece of our own. I chose to use How Do I Love Thee by Elizabeth Barrett Browning. I decided to use it to create a more ‘modern’ love poem. When people think about love poems, they think about the old classics; Shakespeare’s love sonnets, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Robert Burns…very few people think of modern works. Personally, I think romance is different now, so I tried to write a piece that fitted with my idea of what modern relationships can be like. Anyway, enough rambling, here it is.

Dry Ice
I do not love you like the weeping banshee
of nightclub toilets loves before hands
stray. Love is not scaffolded shouts
of “Alright, Darlin’”, drinks spilt
over barmaids’ chests, and “No,
I’m not on Facebook.” Love is
reduced to advertising on the tube.

I do not love you in stolen gropes
on crowded dance floors, in boxes of chips
shared on the way home, coughing
out dry-ice and cigarette smoke
of others. Nor do I love you with a love
I seemed to lose with my lost saints.
I do not crumble in your absence, ache
for the sound of your voice, need you to survive.

And yet...

I love you in warmth against
my back while I sleep, in fingers laced, arms tight
around my shoulders. Love is
simple and in everyday’s most quiet
need. I love you in laughs,
remembering my drink order at the bar,
nights in with a bottle, and, if God choose...

 

Thoughts? Comments? Should I keep posting some of my work?