Love Poems Archives - Every Day Poems

Your Fallow Fingers by Kika Dorsey

Kika Dorsey is a poet in Boulder, Colorado, and lives with her two children, husband, and Border Collie. She wakes up every morning and crafts poetry out of dreams, myths, her body, and her travels.

The Vulnerability Accident by Tara Rigg

Tara Rigg writes about the complexities, joys, and misunderstandings of grief. She gratefully breathes in the mountain air surrounding her home in Bozeman, Montana where she lives with her husband and three young daughters. Her son

Neuroscience by Harnidh Kaur

by Harnidh Kaur I used to smoke, and a lot, at that, and I quit it, cold turkey one day- it wasn’t easy, my nose still traces the traces of…

Blinking is Ill-Advised by Sarah A. O’Brien

Sarah A. O’Brien studies Creative Writing and Studio Art, with a concentration in cheap red wine. She will be an alumnus of Providence College

Metamorphosis: Octopus/Reader by Miki Fukuda

Miki Fukuda's poems have appeared in journals including Talking Writing, Off the Coast, Earthlines, Contemporary Verse 2, Eighteen Bridges and PRISM international and are forthcoming

Devoted by Janice Canerdy

Each day from dawn till late at night, she only wished to do his will.

Birdbrained Emotions by Jessica K. Hylton

Jessica K. Hylton writes most of her poetry while driving. She has wrecked three cars, but she finished her dissertation.

Come, Beloved by Charles Bane Jr.

Charles Bane, Jr. is the American author of The Chapbook ( Curbside Splendor, 2011) and Love Poems ( Kelsay Books, 2014). His work was described by the Huffington Post as "not only standing on the shoulders of giants

Untitled by Rebecca Bowman

Rebecca Bowman has lived in the United States , Bolivia and Mexico. She has won awards for her short stories and plays in Spanish on the state, national and international leve

Lights Flash by Gregory T. Janetka

by Gregory T. Janetka There are no intermediaries in the chasms stretching forward from the beginning to the end. The rarity of timeless mediocrity delves to youth and being and…

Are You Awake? by Steve Klepetar

Steve Klepetar’s work has received several nominations for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net. Recent collections include Speaking to the Field Mice (Sweatshoppe Publications, 2013),

Facts by Edusa Daems

Edusa Daems is a junior major in communication-management at the University College in Mechelen, Belgium. She is from Ghanaian and Belgian decent. She loves everything that has to do with language and

I sleep on futon by Hirotoshi Kimura

Hirotoshi Kimura is a Japanese poet. Almost drowned in the creative struggles of past poets and every once in a while delightfully buoyed by their densely condensed poetic and literary energies,

He wore shoes a size too small by Doug Holder

by Doug Holder They always told him "Contain yourself." And what surged through him stopped at his feet. The blood bursting through the crooked tributaries of his toes the contours…

This Knife I Give You by Joseph J. Nagarya

by Joseph J. Nagarya In Zen, all that's left to you is to laugh. In this life, all that's left to do is kindness. This knife I give you is…

Day Eighty-Four by Sara Ansary

there was a frequency in the air that sizzled the way telephone wires do when i picked up the electric buzz your body generated next to mine.

Belonging by Fiona Marshall

by Fiona Marshall When I leave this place You will see shreds of my heart Dangling from the trees ### I emigrated to Northern Alberta, Canada, six years ago with…

“Alone and at Night” by: Eliana Sara

Eliana is a Brooklyn based gal. This is her first piece of poetry appearing anywhere. Other writing has shown up in Ink magazine and Kitsch. She has a fairly new

you can tell everything by Kate LaDew

you can tell everything by Kate LaDew from a person’s hand, the lines of their palm the stretch of their fingers, the bend of their wrist everything held within flown…

On the border line by Inas Essa

A poem about struggle by Inas Essa

I’m worried about you by Angela Carrano

Angela Carrano lives in Sag Harbor, New York. She recently graduated from Roger Williams University with a degree in Political Science.

Nocturne by Sheila Luna

Sheila Luna studied poetry and nonfiction writing at Arizona State University. Her work has appeared in Sotto Voce Magazine and she is currently writing a memoir

Vespertine by Lauren Payne

Lauren Payne is a Bay Area misfit transplant, originally from Los Angeles, CA. Her work has been published in various online literary journals as well as in print

Rocket by Pamela Riley

Pam Riley is a native New Yorker, who still misses the Big Apple. She likes to spend her free time going to the theatre, museums and traveling. She has been writing for years MORE...

Over Green Beans and Garlic by Janice Scully

Concentrate me, my love, like a thick sauce. Watch me trim and heat

A Gift by Maria Wheeler

You plucked it from A barren peach tree

Of Trans Ams and Chickens by Jessica Tyner

My old '83 Trans Am lapped up the salted highway,

Narcoleptic Lover by Chris Martin

Your body crushed on the couch His hands on her waist

i would like by Mai Phung

i would like you to see through the mist on a rainy evening

Jealousy by Brendan Sullivan

I forgot how jealousy looked on you -

She Died Like a Poem by Narendra Kumar Arya

She died like a poem Wordless and obstructed

Comic Book Fantasy by SMC Wamsteker

His gift to me: a concealed mirage in an urban wasteland, tucked away behind Taco Bell and a 76.

Heritability by Laura LeHew

I met you when I was 40 I met you because I was the black sheep of the new family I met you because you were the black sheep of the old family I met you at a Denny's

Drinking Rum on the Shore by Fahredin Shehu

Born in Rahovec, South East of Kosova, in 1972. graduated at Prishtina University, Oriental Studies. M.A. in Literature. PhD in Sacral Esthetics- ongoing. Actively works on Calligraphy discovering new mediums and techniques for this specific for of plastic art.

Valentine’s Day by Martha Hayes

by Martha Hayes After our birthday party, I took the picture. You and your new bicycle: a shiny ten-speed whose spokes spun fireworks when the sun caught you in flight.…

The Grapefruit by Lauren Hunt

by Lauren Hunt My fingers barely close around the grapefruit. I feel the weight and size of it, how the rind gives And stretches and rolls in the palm of…

It’s her fault by John Steffen

by John Steffen Because of the moon Wife and I got in a fight when I dragged her outside to see the light tonight Because of the moon The light…

echoes of love by Earl Moore

the spring garden passionate love poem softly echoes my longing for you but now emptiness

Uma y Boris by Amy Wright

Let us long because we are to be filled... that is our life, to be exercised by longing -Saint Augustine

Las Estaciones by Nanette L. Avery

The wind, the sky, the light weaves in and out Las estaciones del a?o, they speak to all Faithfully returning like an evening porch light

Hungry Words by Aleisha Goodman

by Aleisha Goodman We are split in different directions that our pride and egos will not let us touch. keeping us at a distance that not even our words can…

Emily by Cassandra Langer

by Cassandra Langer So shall I rain down kisses Upon you tracing the sweet cascading Line of your throat's curving Water flowing towards all the Yet to be discovered places…

The Poetry of You by Keith T. Hoerner

by Keith T. Hoerner The lines of your body The metered beats of your breath The strum, the very hum of your being ### Keith T. Hoerner, BS, MFA lives,…

Autumn Portrait by Brian Drury

by Brian Drury When the day ends, she goes for a walk. She breathes in the autumn: How the Juniper leaves feel nothing. She remembers walking hand in hand With…

Morning by Tim Heron

by Tim Heron Morning. She gets up. The shutters paint Her face a zebra. The curtains whisper: It's a grey day, not a bad day, So she sips her tea…

Broken Memories by Hannah Dayton

by Hannah Dayton Its been so long since I saw you, so alone I've been I wish I could go back, before it all begins it was simple, my heart…

Tin Heart by Karen Sideris

By Karen Sideris Big red "K" Tin heart Thanks for the keychain. Do you like it? I thought you would. She is proud. But why? The ugliest thing I've ever…

You and I in the furnace by Viplob Pratik

by Viplob Pratik Just as the fire rages in the furnace when the wind rushes through the stoker you are blowing your breath all over the coals of my anxieties…

A Letter along the Way by Xiwen Mai

by Xiwen Mai Dearest, tell me where the cicadas have gone. Didn't summer only exist in the past? For I see myself sitting at the window years ago, in the…

A PORTRAIT by Nathaniel Parker Willis

A PORTRAIT by Nathaniel Parker Willis She was not very beautiful, if it be beauty's test To match a classic model when perfectly at rest; And she did not look…

Letter I by B. L. Goss

Letter I by B. L. Goss Last I checked there were no saints in this shabby hole of a beachtown hideout just us, only us trying our damndest to get…

A SONNET by Henry Howard The Earl of Surrey

A SONNET Description and Praise of his Love Geraldine. From Tuscan' came my lady's worthy race; Fair Florence was some time their ancient seat; The western isle, whose pleasant shore…

THE GIFT by Oliver Goldsmith

Oliver Goldsmith (1728-1774) THE GIFT by Oliver Goldsmith TO IRIS, IN BOW STREET, CONVENT GARDEN SAY, cruel IRIS, pretty rake, Dear mercenary beauty, What annual offering shall I make, Expressive…

Hidden Flame by John Dryden

John Dryden (1631-1700) Hidden Flame by John Dryden Feed a flame within, which so torments me That it both pains my heart, and yet contains me: 'Tis such a pleasing…