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Love Poem - 29

Every day, I fall in love with something new,
while maintaining the love I have already found.

I fall in love with scars, wrinkles,
redundancies and repetition,
items that people throw into the wind,
kick around and step upon.

I fall in love with my enemies,
one of life's hardest lessons to learn.
I find haters to be marvelous motivators.

Every day, I fall in love with something new,
while reinforcing the love I have already found.

The old man who sits in a rain-filled gutter,
seemingly oblivious to the water sluicing down the hill,
splashing against his clothes -
fists raised up to the heavens in fury
as he talks to an invisible audience
about how Apollo stole his dearly beloved wife....

....I fell in love with him too.

I fall in love with things that some people deem as insignificant,
ugly, morose, dirty and immoral.
The more I fall in love, the more I love each passing moment,
including the pain, torture and misery that may appear along the way.

If I write down treasonously treacherous words,
the reader could assume such words to be rooted in rage
or a cynical outlook. But the words are actually born out of love -
I love every single word in existence.

Every day, I fall in love with something new,
while still maintaining the love I have already found.

I fall in love with the woman 
who is too shy to have a proper conversation with anyone,
because she believes herself to be very ugly,
when in fact, she is an exquisitely gorgeous woman.

I fall in love with broken daffodils, bent daisies,
a shattered seashell, the sweet stench of rotting seaweed on the shore,
the way her hair smells baking in the sun.
I fall in love with black and white photographs,
hypnotized by the essence the dead have left behind.
I fall in love with marbles, the feathers of mourning doves,
and with the stray cat who after watching the moving truck drive away,
slunk around the alley in search of scraps -
over the years, she has proven to be
a most respectful and loyal animal.
I fall in love with saints, villains, rusted watering cans,
the way sunlight bends into prisms when it shines
through the cracked antique windowpane
which I simply cannot find the presence to replace.

And as for the people who think that my love is a whole
different spectrum of emotions,
or how it is impossible for someone like myself
to fall in love with something new, every, single day....

....well, I love them too.

April 6th, 2012

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  1. Date: 8/19/2015 5:25:00 AM
    No way!!! How could i have not read this before? am i insane... what a write!

  1. Date: 5/14/2015 6:51:00 PM
    At times a person wakes up, and wanting to find beauty beyond the tangible, is directed to one created through a very potent force. Today I found beauty so profound in your words, I felt that mine are not enough to tribute them with. Let me just say that tears, which for a long time I found to be sign of weakness, flowed freely as I read your poem. For me at least, these tears are proof of admiration for your art. May you remain true to your love. You have inspired me. Kim

  1. Date: 5/13/2015 11:13:00 AM
    I'm in love! Great read!

  1. Date: 11/9/2014 9:28:00 AM
    Very inspiring extracting the good and noble from even the rotten, the unsuspected!

  1. Date: 10/13/2014 2:04:00 PM
    This poem is enticing, and simply unabletostopreadingitable. (My newest made up word.) Just for this poem only.

  1. Date: 3/20/2014 9:28:00 PM
    I fell in LOve with this too.. Could not take my eyes off, beautiful. ~Teresa

  1. Date: 2/20/2014 6:40:00 AM
    WOW! Skat

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    Date: 2/20/2014 6:41:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    you are so nice to love them too:)
  1. Date: 1/18/2014 10:59:00 AM
    I would have loved to modify the metre of this fine poem for easy singing and post it in my Poetry Editorial Services site, had it been mine, for a special purpose, that is, what John Keats meant in his Ode On A Grecian Urn, referring to 'Men and Maidens in Marble Overwrought' to make them fit to pass through centuries and reach the life and imagination of future generations. But unfortunately this poem is not mine but Chris D. Aechtner's.

  1. Date: 1/18/2014 10:50:00 AM
    When I read Rupert Brooke's The Great Lover, I wondered at what strange things can human mind fall in love with, including crab-carved holes in the muddy ground and smoke rising above wet thatched roofs of huts in rainy nights, illuminated from inside the hut. Since then, this is the second and finest poem I read, dealing with the same theme. I can't but help admiring the poet at the simple things his (or is it a her?) eyes fall upon and are captivated by. Some poets deserve real praise.

  1. Date: 10/12/2013 2:03:00 PM
    Holy crap Chris (some alliteration for you) This is over the top--one of the best train-of-thoughts I have ever read---thanks--gotta fav.

  1. Date: 1/2/2013 3:12:00 PM
    What a complete person you must be in your ability to accept the peculiarities of life and find redemption in each part of the whole. Loved the message Chris!

  1. Date: 1/1/2013 10:03:00 AM
    Full of feeling, compassion... '29' is a prime number, indivisible... your words also cannot be divided... wonderful... Terry

  1. Date: 5/25/2012 7:00:00 AM
    Chris this is absolutely an amazing piece of work. OMG! it brings tears as i dwell and consider everything you had to say about all the things you love. I am going to add this to my Favourite poems touched me right to the core........thank you 'Shaz' xo

  1. Date: 4/27/2012 10:32:00 AM
    glad i read this masterpiece, a lesson in love, wow this is a bible of poetry man, harry

  1. Date: 4/20/2012 11:54:00 AM
    Wonderfully written and what is not to love out there each and every day of our lives. I love the point you have made. love phyl

  1. Date: 4/11/2012 10:19:00 PM
    Soup Mail! !

  1. Date: 4/11/2012 10:08:00 AM
    then you must love that poem i wrote about you...ha ha ha. this is a lovely piece, reminds of stories told in photographs (I love looking at old ones too. The library of congress has pages of daguerrotypes you can look at anytime) - I love the way you describe the scenes and the repetition of "every day I fall in love with something new" we should all try to do more loving and less hating. I love you man ;)

  1. Date: 4/10/2012 6:25:00 PM
    This is truly an exquisite write Chris- so very full of emotion and experience- loved it, Bren with a tear in my heart, : )

  1. Date: 4/10/2012 5:42:00 PM
    this was wonderfully written, love the message as well. cory

  1. Date: 4/10/2012 5:01:00 AM
    A beautiful deep message Chris.. to be able to love ... and I'm sure the love you give is the love you receive back in the end.And to love haters ain't easy..but once done.. it fulfills the heart, tmfvs..Charma