Passions: a thank you and a new poem entitled “why?”

My thanks to Diana – the fabulous author of The Shattered Sea Duology; The Rose Shield Tetralogy; Myths of the Mirror [please find Diana’s  books and their respective links to Amazon here] – for reviewing my book Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings [available on Amazon here].

Diana, I am deeply grateful to you for reading my book and spending the time to review it.  I am humbled and honored by every word you wrote.

To my followers: please follow Diana’s site and read her books. Diana is not only a wonderful novelist. Diana knows how to help others. She has a heart of gold.

Here is a snippet from Diana’s review. You can read the entire review here.

Now, for you my dear readers my new poem Why? 

The hypnotic red of the flower pots molded in blood.
Dissimulation of an afternoon sacrifice.
An excruciating sunset crosses its fingers.
I tempt fate.
I see the child.
Toys forgotten in the sands.
A yellow like the aroma of the corn on the cob.
The sky dies in the convulsions of your “whys.”
Why?

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)

Passions: an excerpt from a poem and the book trailer

Hello Everyone,

An excerpt from  Love in Blue and Black, a poem included in my book, Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings [available on Amazon here] and, the book trailer (50 sec).

Thank you for reading and watching.
Have a fabulous rest of the day.
Yours,
G.

my love,
I speak to you through centuries of pain
trees spin barren branches in the air
when loneliness rains on blue hills
I crush my heart
so yours can still beat…

 

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)

Spring: a thank you and a poem

I am deeply grateful to Darren C Gilbert, the author of  Serpents Underfoot and Adirondack Bear Tales, for being the first to review my book, Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings, on his blog and on Amazon

Darren’s review came as a delightful surprise.

But I never thought I would be reviewing a book of poetry, much less buying one for my own enjoyment. How would this come to pass, you may ask … or, you may not … but I will tell you anyway.” Please read Darren’s review here and follow his site.

Now my new poem [prose poem]: Spring

White.
We drank two lemonades sweetened with honey at the old terrace by the church.
My body arched like a branch under the heaviness of cherry fruit.
I read from a book by Odysseas Elytis.
You smiled and listened.
The skies sighed.
The bells tolled twice.
Flowers silhouetted against my blood.
Wishes blossomed in your sweat.
I anointed your kiss.

Later, in the autumn, you wrote.
“I am in love with you. I do not understand how it happened.”
Neither do I.
I told you: that which is against our will is unjust.
I have no other answer.
Yet.

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)