For I do not take love as a game. I was told I was loved,
By a silhouette who never came
to talk straight on the face.
To tell me through the haze.
But, I waited though I did not love.
You wonder where I got this verses from? Well, let me tell you!
One of our poetry bar participants has a book published! The book is titled “How Much Can We Live, Love, Die?” by Thunder Ling. The poems were written over the time span of 5 years and are based on poet’s experience or of those around her.
I could write a lot about the author here and about the book, but I will let her work speak instead. The two poems this self-published author sent to the Poetry Bar are The Mighty Wall and Way With Hearty Words.
You can check out and support her work here https://bit.ly/2Z96tw6 and here https://amzn.to/2LAnNH2
Also, you can always send your her best wishes here in the comment section.
Sending love and positive vibes to all of you and luck to our new self-published author.
Luna
Such a beautiful, yet melancholy poem! So well written Luna! Always a pleasure!
Very nice!
Thank you so much for sharing
c’est magnifique