Cristina M Moldoveanu Poet Free verse

20 Love Poems and a Song of Despair

the man who lied to me knew 
that immortality is the best kind of lie 
that pain is closer to the soul than happiness 
secrets known only by the old watchmakers 
and the erudite antiquarians 

men who lie read every book with their fingers 
they know that leaves are the plaits of virgins 
unwounded with bloody hands on the cross 
and letters are the thorns within the heart of every Laura 
betrothed for ever nevermore a wife 

only the sea is for the whales’ fishermen 
old whore with hair on her chin 
the only true men who learn 
the salty taste of death 
at daybreak

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Poet Destroyer A April 2, 2014 at 2:48 PM Hi Cristina, well, WOW, not what I was expecting. Love the salty ending taste. 20 songs, wow! What a way to live, and wake up to nothing... I like your composition, free verse, happens to be the only style I'm good at. Everything was darkly beautiful and captivating, and at the same time sad, when pains the only note playing at times... hugs... love this.. Linda Cristina M Moldoveanu April 3, 2014 at 8:38 AM I agree with you Linda, it is quite sad, but life is 99% suffering, isn't it? I am not quite sure if this is genuine free verse but this is how I qualify all my poems...maybe with a touch of postmodernism. Thanks for your comprehensive reviews. Love and peace, Cristina