by Marc Gunn, January 25, 2005 Back in college, I created a word called “glaggle.” I just liked the sound of it. This poem was inspired by reading a book in bed with my cats playing on top of me, while I remembered my own days of Yore… or is that Your… College, she said. […]
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Glancing Back in the Rear View Mirror
by Marc Gunn, February 11, 2005 A poem reflecting on a woman I dated a while back and saw again not too long ago. Glancing back in the rear view mirror, Seeing beauty with a strawberry glow and golden hair; Hints of reason Made desires swollen in suptuous lips, Valentine cheeks, And eyes that light […]
A Silent Meow
by Marc Gunn, December 30, 2004 There’s something about visiting a city like Rome that combines over 2,000 years of history with cats who’ve been around much longer. Add to that a little romance, and you have the makings of this lovely bilingual poem. E basta? Will you sleep tonight? When you awake Will you […]
Where Ere You Go
by Marc Gunn, January 1, 2005 I was eating in a small taverna in Venice when a loving couple inspired this love song. Their hands reached across the table With a smile so amiable Her cheeks lit up the room When her fingers reached her love’s. You can search a thousand years For a love […]
A New Year, A New Heart
by Marc Gunn, December 31, 2004 I made some wonderful friends on my trip to Italy that I’ll always remember. A new year, a new heart, A new face, Burned on my conscience Like a gothic shadow of Mother Mary On a piece of toast… But tastier.
Love with a Language Barrier
by Marc Gunn, December 30, 2004 Spending time alone with a million beautiful people and things to see, I couldn’t help but write love poetry inspired by bella Italia. Cercando for l’amore without walls; Love that is friendship and amore, Passion and romance Holding each other on Roman walls, Hearing heartbeats Like thunder in my […]
Swiss Snow
by Marc Gunn, December 19, 2004 I took a train through the Swiss Alps and was blown away by the gorgeous whiteness of snow. It left me daydreaming. Blossoms of white On frozen trees of brown. There’s a fine powder Blinding and unwinding As the soft sun pokes through The weary winter haze. A bird […]
I Kiss Your Soft Lips
by Marc Gunn, November 19, 2004 A poem of longing for the sensual love of two strangers in the night. I kiss your soft lips. My body lies on yours Casually filling the crevices I adore Your body held close. I miss your touch. It’s like a dream from a nap I can barely tell […]
Oasis
by Marc Gunn, December 4, 2004 I went out to see live music with a fan the other day. The situation turned out less than pleasing and left me questioning how I should interact with friends and fans. How do we deal with it? We stumble over sand dunes, Lips parched for thirst. You offer […]
Ever Hopeful, More Often Hurting
by Marc Gunn, October 25, 2004 A few weeks back, I had an interesting look at love and the reasons behind some of my past relationships. Ever hopeful, More often hurting. As a child I gave friendship and love with fervor; Only to see it closed behind a cold door. My fraternal love was scoffed, […]
