The Violin of Love #poem #poetry #prose poem

The air is still like the minutes before confession.
The cloak shrouds me.
On the second breath of the Easter of Roses I walk to the outskirts of your love.
A violin exults fires upon darkness.
In one single stoke your passion consumes and shuns me.
The chambers of my heart resound.
Reds prevent you from understanding how much I love you.
Double stop.
Movements.
My eyes are the eyes of the Sphinx
I wait.

My book, Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings, can be ordered here.

Thank you.
Gabriela

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)

My Dear Readers,

I am thrilled to introduce you to a wonderful writer Ishita Gupta.

In her own words Ishita “is a girl who chooses to explore and experience her life through words. Born and brought up in India, she is an avid reader, feminist, and a biology student. Ishita is also trained in a form of Indian classical dance, Kathak, and is currently learning contemporary dance style. When she writes, Ishita channels her hidden emotions, and tries to create a change in the society. She shares her thoughts at her blog Thoughts Resonate.”

Please take a minute and visit her site. It will make me and Ishita very happy.
Thank you.
Gabriela

Who am I?
by Ishita Gupta

A wilted flower on the sidewalk
A lone tear amidst many
I seem to have lost my essence
In life’s unfair journey.

Who am I?

A thorn in a basket of flowers
A black smear on white
In my relentless pursuit of happiness
I’m stuck somewhere between the lines.

Who am I?

A bug drenched in rain
A torn page of a book
I can only see grief
Everywhere I look.

Who am I?

A dove without wings
A lock without a key
I am on a lost track that leads
To the inner depths of the seas.

Who am I?

featured image provided by Ishita.

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)

green, you smell with your tongue
your thoughts pollinate mine
your fingers endanger the sailors
a water which opens its lips and drinks them
ah, hour of man
when did you become the hour of horrors?
a book cover reads: Dictionary of Superstitions
I see the girl who tears out the heart of the pigeon
white feathers and blood spasm under the moon
the man she loves will marry her
in the street of the tall Cyprus trees and small mandarins
we meet
you give me a pigeon blood ruby
superstition,
I think of dying
dying without you knowing me
I touch with my cheeks the walls that you touched
adrenalized you think of me
your skin calls my name

love
dark love
with pins in his heart the pigeon still flies

Below please find the review of my poetry collection, Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings, in San Francisco Book Review.
“The series transports us on a journey of love as much as it delivers us a thematically diverse set of emotions. This is a superb collection.”
Bobbie Peyton
Please read the entire review here.

Love
Gabriela

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)

My Dear Readers,
It is my pleasure to introduce to you a wonderful poet: Joni Caggino.

Joni has been writing since she was very young as a way for her to express her feelings while growing up in an alcoholic household. She believes herself to be an old soul and gives any credit to her ability to write words that others may enjoy to God. Joni’s home is in North Carolina with her husband and two dogs. She is the author of the book, “The Path Towards the Light,” and her blog is the-inner-child.com. Her photography and poetry have been featured in Thefinestexample.home.blog. Her poetry has also been featured in Spillwords Press NYC. Please visit Joni’s site for more beautiful poetry.

Chuck-will’s-widow
written by Joni Caggiano on May 5, 2020

Hand-painted flowers slide off plates for two and dance
Daylilies and impatiens caress the porch with sweet aromas
Spring peepers and crickets sing a lullaby for baby wrens
Beautiful is the angel covering the table with feathers
Candles weep, crippling their size with passionate notions
Stars create a canopy in the skies, ornamenting the lively table
Whiffs of tasty food flood the senses of neighboring animals
She smells of gardenias, her long crimson hair adorned
With Moonflowers whose white blossoms open only at night
The chuck-will’s-widow sings a sorrowful but lovely tune
Greyish moss hangs low in wise oaks as wishful reminders
Her dress clings to her soft shoulders like a lover to a glance
Skin smooth like stones washed for centuries and as soft
As the foot that falls on fresh snow on the Appalachian trail
Waiting until candles cry no more and the food turns cold
Lovingly with arms outstretched, she blows a winged kiss
Gazing as it flies upwards toward the playful moon and stars
On this our tenth anniversary, how I miss you, she whispered
I will wait for you, my love, until God calls us to dine again

Photo credit: Piera Jill

And.. thank you to Joni for her magnificent review of my book Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings available on Amazon here.
Below please find an excerpt from Joni’s review. You can read the entire review on Amazon.

“Her pages fill one with thought and provoke all sorts of new meaning to the finding and holding onto love. It is difficult to pick a favorite as each poem has something unusual and magnificent to offer. I found myself feeling every word of her poetry in Wooden Bed. She gives us a glimpse of beautiful memories, and the instructions left for the one she loves but will leave behind as “guards are coming my wrists will be soon stamped – yours forever, from a concentration camp…. Each poem is a journey that is unsullied with the writer’s brilliance. This book is one that will be cherished and read again and again throughout the years.”

Thank you.
Love.
Gabriela

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)

Thank you to Devika for publishing my poem Phantasmagoria.

You made a doll and projected your soul into it.
You named it after me.
Oh, your infantile state filled with rage and creativity.
In the end the earth devours us.
If you give me that doll, I promise, I will…
Please continue reading here

My book, Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings, can be ordered here.
Thank you.
Love
Gabriela

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)

image: Aul Zitzke; Shutterstcok; [link]

my hair touches my shoulders
eyes, disheveled by the desperation of the stars, turn black
chords, those mistresses of love, of adulation, and of ardor
shadows
in the dark my chest wants to explode
psychosis, I hear what others cannot see
fingers, the hurricane of passion plays
a violin
a look
one I love you
that at the end
I knew you’d say

My book, Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings, can be ordered here.
Thank you.
Love
Gabriela

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)

“Capriccio Nr. 24” | Niccolò Paganini

I am thrilled that my poem “the world of our making” was published by Spillwords Press [here], and it was translated in Romanian by Virginia Mateias. Virginia entitled the poem: “În lumea clădită de noi.” Her gesture touched my heart deeply.

Virginia Mateias is a poet and a journalist who lives in Montreal, Canada. Her most recent poetry book “In the Shadow of the Angel” received excellent reviews. “In the Shadow of the Angel” will be available on Amazon soon.

Below please find the English version (as published by Spillwords) and Virginia’s translation in Romanian.

My book, Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings, can be ordered here.
Thank you.
Gabriela

image: DRR893; Shutterstock [link]

Scars left by the teeth of the soul.
A dove turns black.
A crow turns white.
Inversion.
A serpent coils around a tree.
No daylight left.
I say I love you and I lift my eyes toward the moon.
In the dark a rose contours the shape of my left thigh.
Oh, you are here.
I thought so.

My book, Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings, can be ordered here.
@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)

image: Soyka; Shutterstock; [link]

Dear All,

I am delighted to introduce Eric Daniel Clarke – whose book, ‘Shorts – a take on poetry’ – will be published by Potter’s Grove Press on May 12th.

I met Eric in our world of blogging two years ago. Eric is a brilliant writer. He is an English gentleman and a true friend. And … Eric has the coolest and the most endearing hat I’ve ever seen. I am in love with Eric’s writings and with his hat. Please visit Eric’s blog Believing Sight Unseen.

Eric Daniel Clarke in his own words:

‘Shorts – a take on poetry’ the first book of my transition from scientist to writer will be published on May 12th by Potter’s Grove Press. Writing poetry came as a surprise to me. I’d a novel in mind, ‘Believing Sight Unseen,’ it still is; competing hard with the immediacy of poetry.

I started writing late, creatively, that is. Until 2012 I wrote disciplined non-fiction, lived a scientist’s life of peer review and publication. I worked at boundaries; of the physical and life sciences, of industry and academia, of research and mentoring, of observation and extrapolation. 2012 to 2017 the transition made, not easily, not smoothly, easing out of science, finding my way to write.

Turned out my approach to writing not so different to the way I did science – a little unconventional – using words in place of molecules to explore boundaries; real, imagined, of my mind and yours. In short, PowerPoint bullet points became verse – I like to keep things tight.

You can pre-order Shorts on Amazon here.

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)

on the last Saturday of every month
I see the little girl
who lives inside the world of withered roses and of plasticine
the world of our making cries
delusional
a window thinks it is alive and tries to dance
and in the world of withered roses and of plasticine
where ravens talk
pianos have shut up
I see the little girl
her dress, pale pink
her eyes, mad blue
on her cheeks two tears pantomime a waltz
and on the last Saturday of every month
from the world of our making
the world of withered roses and of plasticine
I send to you my love
a kiss and a forgotten dream
both gloved

My book, Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings, can be ordered here.
Thank you
Gabriela

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)

image: olgers, Shutterstock; [link]

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