Robert Warlov Poet Free verse

Love's Secret Calling

( For Deena - A.K.A. 'Blushing Blonde'. An invitation to inspiration.)
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Tickle my black brook
when foolish drinkers go

hide me in the sentinal green

secret my eyes by the bank
where I watch for you

and when you come

we will match our whispers
to the washed stone

holding hands in the envious fern

We will dress our forest
in echoes of cathedral-light

and sleep in the holy-turning of stars.



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Tamra Amato August 14, 2024 at 6:22 PM Your images are like no others. I appreciate all your poems. They turn all into new. You've inspired me and I haven't been inspired in awhile. What a gift it is to read a poet whose writing shakes everything in my soul and reminds me how important it is to write and remember how much I have to learn. That's the diving board, whoopee! Here I go! THANK YOU FOR PICKING UP YOUR PEN. Robert Warlov August 15, 2024 at 9:03 AM Poetry is one way of being in the world but it has to be your way. In a very real sense, a poem belongs to itself. The trick is recognizing that and then practicing how to get out of its way.

Andrea Dietrich August 8, 2020 at 4:10 PM back to this one which I really love. So unique in its imagery. I feel really bad for you that your poetry does not come up under your name in the search bar. that's just not right. have you told this to Soup? you should tell them under "contact us" Robert Warlov November 14, 2020 at 11:48 AM P.s. ~ Our "love"; our collaborative, serial poem/s were brook stone whispers Robert Warlov August 12, 2020 at 10:48 AM Deena was a poet I met online. we began to write love poems to each other, but not as lovers- just poets. It's an invitation to inspiration. ~ Most of my "work" from that period is lost- destroyed.

Robertina B. November 28, 2019 at 7:34 AM I really enjoyed your creativity, Robert.. A unique and lovely poem.. Imagery that flowed smoothly! Have a Happy Thanksgiving!! Robert Warlov November 28, 2019 at 8:16 AM Thanks for your interest and comment. Not to be obtuse but, not celebrating thanks-giving doesn't make me unhappy. I'm truly grateful just to be alive, extending to everything in the world.

Andrea Dietrich November 8, 2019 at 8:58 PM This is the kind of poetry I am unable to do (free verse with unique imagery like you have written here) I like this very much, Robert. I'm going to fave it. Robert Warlov November 9, 2019 at 12:04 AM thanks Andrea

Darlene De Beaulieu October 31, 2019 at 1:30 PM Hello Robert Warloy, this to me sounds like a dream you had.Of you and a special girl by your side. Have a nice day my friend. Robert Warlov November 2, 2019 at 6:57 PM Thanks. You have a great day too. Darlene De Beaulieu November 2, 2019 at 1:16 PM Hello Robert Warloy, accepted. I will be reading your poetry. have a nice day my friend. Robert Warlov November 1, 2019 at 5:17 PM My apologies. my comment was silly. Darlene De Beaulieu November 1, 2019 at 1:26 PM Hello Robert Warloy, i do not smoke. Have a nice day my friend.