Arrows & Sparrows of Spring
a love poem
Sometimes I see
letter-like glitters:
~*~*L
O*~*~
~*~*V
E*~*~
in the way
Sun kisses
~*~*Water.*~*~
After the rain,
Earth perfumes petrichor—
a "thank you" to .:Sky:.
for soaking her veins,
and I know
-love writes-
our fate—like star-authored nights,
your Valentine's eyes ignite mine—
become arrows,
sparrows of spring—& ✨fireflies.✨
About the Creator
Gina C.
Poet | Author | Architect of Worlds
Sowing stories rooted in culture, origin, metamorphosis, resilience, language & love via fantasy, myth, magical realism & botanical prose
Writing my novel!🧚🏻♀️🐉✨
Rule #4
Rule number four, pay attention to the details, never settle for a man because he buys you retail. How he treats you when he has nothing tells you everything he entails. The man in the mirror he hasn’t faced, no resells. He recalls information as if it was a transcription, gives you false hope as if you’re his last mistress, messages go unread, kids go unfed, but his team is full of bad bitches. He benches you, without pressing. Yet, you’re trying out for the team, with no directions. The questions that lingers in your head, self worth no questions. He’s already answered them, no repetition, the replies he made with the lies he changed, over the course of history, you stay hoping he changes. New face same victim, the vulnerable and innocent, robbing you of your sense of peace because your love was pure innocence. The scenery he creates, the masks he wears to fake, just because he’s dressed in designer doesn’t he doesn’t pay, the price you gave up, until he got his change up. He ran around town dragging your name through the mud. Rule number four dont sweat the small shit, details reveal why he can only fail, and the more he tries, rock bottom will be his sounders call again. A man’s best friend, weakened by the threshold of a woman building outside of his confinement. Lesson number four be refined then, gather yourself, don’t fall victim out of alignment. Walk in your purpose and let him find it. Better yet, boss up and get a man who found his. Rule number four never settle for less, just because he got a bank roll doesn’t mean it’s respect. Learn your lessons like taking L’s on the leader board, lead in all your ways and remember rule number four. How he treats you is a reflection of him, what you allow is the mirror you face, don’t be defeated by the makeup you chase.
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Comments (13)
This poem is a magical and masterful depiction of love and the beauty of nature.
Well-wrought! Without sticking to any specific rhyme scheme, this nevertheles flowed as something connected in that sort of eloquent way that the best rhymes do. This makes "become arrows,/sparrows of spring" an extra special finale.
Love writes our fate like star authored nights. Absolutely beautiful Gina. Well Done!!!
This was really creative! Nicely done.
This was really pretty to read.
Oooo, I especially loved how Earth's perfume is petrichor! Such a beautiful poem!
This is incredibly beautiful. Well done, my friend.
Hints & flashes of a love ineffable except in the living of it.
I love the mood and structure of this poem, Gina!
Spellbinding, Gina!! I’m in love with “ in the way Sun kisses Water After the rain” so beautifully done!
Undeniable style. I enjoyed the poem and the vivid precise images, describing exactly what the feeling are. however it was a bit difficult for me to read due to the additional design.
This one shimmers! Love letters hidden in sunlight, nature weaving its own poetry—it's got that dreamy, magical touch. Like a handwritten note from the universe itself. Pure enchantment! ✨😊
Marvelous love poem!!! Superbly expressed!!! Love it!!!❤️❤️💕