2018 April PAD Challenge: Day 17

For experienced April PAD Challengers, today’s prompt will seem familiar. In fact, I kind of tipped my hand yesterday with my example poem of what today’s Two-for-Tuesday prompt would be.

For today’s Two-for-Tuesday prompt:

  1. Write a love poem.
  2. Write an anti-love poem.

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Here’s my attempt at a Love and/or Anti-Love Poem:

“conversation”

the husband says,
i want your love

but the wife says,
you haven’t been
taking what i’ve
been giving you

and the husband
quickly responds,
i want you love
the way i want

but that ain’t love,
she says, no way

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Robert Lee Brewer is Senior Content Editor of the Writer’s Digest Writing Community and author of Solving the World’s Problems (Press 53). He loves love poems.

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236 thoughts on “2018 April PAD Challenge: Day 17

  1. carolecole

    At the Mall

    I am tired of the old songs, the empty-headed poems,
    a love created to pass the empty hours, some use
    for these flowers, the rose covered in thorns.
    Unrequited love’s the prize. Here I sit, double latte
    before me, empty-handed, hard-shelled hearted,
    thinking of passion, of rapture, of joy. I can find love here.
    The mall is brightly lit, diamonds sparkle under glass.
    The perfume’s name is Passion; it’s named Tabu.
    What is one to do? Am I Mary or Eve , Virgin or Whore:
    what am I waiting for?

  2. Michelle Hed

    Gah!

    Love.
    What is it?
    Love.
    Has is other names?
    Is it little or large?
    How will you know when you find it?
    Love.
    Is there a sign?
    Perhaps in neon,
    flashing, here it is!
    Or will it announce itself
    over a loud speaker,
    here I am!
    Love!
    It does exist, right?
    Not just in stories and movies?
    I won’t really start spewing poetry
    when I find it, will I?
    Love.
    When will I find it?
    Soon do you think?
    I’d like to try it.
    Love.
    Love.
    Gah, where is it?
    Love?

  3. pipersfancy

    A Question about Dessert

    Where is this going?

    This not quite
    you and I thing,

    This jello mold
    that hasn’t quite set yet
    thing,

    Because as much as
    I love jello
    I really can’t stand
    sitting, waiting
    in the fridge much longer.

  4. azkbc

    Love

    “I love you,” he says,
    as he walks among us,
    and we lift our knees
    above our waists.

    “You know you can do it,”
    he says, as he stops by
    each of us encouraging us
    through one more rep of th exercise.

    “I’ll be mad if I hear you fell
    and couldn’t get back up,” he calls out
    as we get in our rhythm
    of laying down on the floor
    and standing back up again.
    Who knew it was so hard
    to lie down and get back up?

    “I love you,” I think
    as we conclude yet another
    two-hour exercise class.
    I’ve not been in any other gym
    where the exercise instructor
    seems to care as much
    about the strength
    of a group of middle-aged
    and older women.

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