Poetry Blogs (romance)
Like dust, in the brightest moments of your life
you will see me, know I am here, but most of the time
forget that you are surrounded by this great love
until I pile myself onto the surfaces of your life
and obscure the view ~ stop you seeing clearly
for I will blind you with love.
You cannot hide from me and I will not hide from you.
I have stopped searching. I’ve finall...
Sunday 14th April 2019 7:10 am
BACK IN TIME
if you could
read my mind
back in time
when just looking
in my eyes
was enough to
make you smile
across the floor
look at me
what can't be
Thursday 4th April 2019 3:10 pm
Fool me once
shame on you.
Fool me twice
shame on me.
Think it through
before you give up
for a moment
in the sun
on the sinking ship
Tuesday 2nd April 2019 6:55 pm
Between the last customer
and morning light
in the parking lot of the Korean Gentleman's Club,
he picks lilacs for me.
Standing high against a warehouse wall,
these always bloom early, and
he goes annually, covertly, in the still dark,
unsure of welcome by the
He fills the car.
I imagine that damp, spring-scented ride home,
his fantasy of be...
Wednesday 27th March 2019 11:39 pm
Quiet she was from the bottom of her heart,
I never knew what she hid inside…
I made a fool of self on my part,
Just being a manager and may be a guide,
She was the girl who I took a girl always…
Not knowing there was a woman in her.
All the years I knew her she had her own ways,
And on her own benchmarks she did deliver….
I dared not to touch upon her ever nor even ask,...
Friday 22nd March 2019 4:28 pm
Dr. Love (or How I Learned to Stop Wallowing and Write Poetry)
By: Rodolfo Perez
Love is (sometimes) patient,
Love is (sometimes) kind,
And sometimes, love is a needle in the eye,
Or a kick to the groin.
It is a cliff-hanger,
With your mother waiting to catch you,
When you let go.
It is losing your voice,
From crying into your pillow.
It is real...
Saturday 9th March 2019 7:09 pm
Breakfast at Garfunkle’s
(Written at Heathrow Airport, 2002, while waiting for a flight to Cork.)
blond body-perfect She
casually draped label scarf
tortoiseshell teeth caught
erect bangs to flick
every second pause
pouted poised use
office eyes and m...
Saturday 9th March 2019 11:53 am
I see you lurking about
making him say
to lure me out.
I am being smart,
my broken heart.
to paint the sky.
Let the world know
you are really
not a nice guy.
You are a trickster
who makes girls cry
with your stupid lies.
My schooled soul
knows the truth
is an illusion,
Friday 15th February 2019 2:40 am
This is my attempt at a true crime/romance/poetry crossover and it’s called “There were only seven chicken meatballs in my pack of eight”.
There were only seven chicken meatballs in my pack of eight
So I opened up my Macbook to send an email of complaint.
Look. You need to get a sense of perspective.
It’s petty, it’s sad, and you sound like a git.
Thursday 14th February 2019 10:05 pm
I am about to speak,
Tap the roof of my mouth
Back of my teeth
With the tip of my tongue,
Every word inching closer
To screwing up
Your approval of me.
I was a people-pleaser
Until 25 made me learn
The hard way.
I wondered aloud about refilling
My Klonopin at CVS.
The cashier raised her eyebrow
As I c...
Monday 4th February 2019 4:46 pm
I liked the way he looked at me
Like I was the only thing he could see
or that was worth looking at.
I liked the smile he made for me
A tailored face, specifically
to tell me what he couldn't say.
I liked the things that went unsaid
The message in the nod, the tilt of his head,
the eye contact held too long.
I liked his arms, skin brushing skin
Friday 18th January 2019 6:05 pm