This is a found poem, constructed from the final lines of seventeen different poems. Each of the poems was contributed by a member of Edmonton’s Stroll of Poets Society (2017 Anthology), so this poem honours those poets and the amazing organization to which they (and I) belong!
A Love Poem to Poems Heard
Ponderously you move away from death,
when I become your Valentine.
Could it be as simple as that?
melding into one,
face bare and smiling at the morning sun,
pampered in the sun,
moving us to understand another.
of my midnight neighbourhood
and the day, beautifully replete,
crackling with sparks of joy,
hoping for new minds, arms, legs.
We have the aerial view,
for taking the chance of a backward glance.
©2018, Lisa Mulrooney