Show, don’t tell

In some ways

This love is a given

As plain as day

As obvious as

an elephant in a room

full of vets.


Creation is love writ loud, like

A stark passion plastered and

extravagantly scattered

on breathtaking cliffs and sheer forest drops.

Even in the rain

mute mountains bellow,

the brooding fjords cry out

and silent seascapes sing

“The King, the King

He loves all things”

And though we’ll never hear it,

quiet kisses ring

in my eyes.


2 thoughts on “Show, don’t tell

  1. Ah I love this. It sounds wonderful. It reminds me of something I write recently. Except my poem sucks. But the sentiment is there. I haven’t posted for a LONG TIME. xx xx xx xx xx


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