{"id":405581,"date":"2024-02-14T14:00:00","date_gmt":"2024-02-14T14:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/?p=405581"},"modified":"-0001-11-30T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"-0001-11-29T14:00:00","slug":"Love-Found-in-Many-Directions-Inflections-Variable-Complexions-and-Natural-Selections","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/Love-Found-in-Many-Directions-Inflections-Variable-Complexions-and-Natural-Selections\/","title":{"rendered":"Love Found in Many Directions, Inflections, Variable Complexions, and Natural Selections"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u201cWhy should I grieve that she disdains my love,<\/em><\/p>\n

Or seek for love, since love\u2019s a grief ?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u2014Excerpt from a 16th century madrigal by Francis Pilkington (ca.1570-1638)<\/p>\n

My sonnet below was in the Saipan Tribune<\/em> on Feb. 14, 2023.<\/p>\n

Why Should I Grieve<\/h3>\n<\/p>\n

Why should I grieve and sing sad song blues<\/p>\n

If love brings grief regardless of who I choose<\/p>\n

In all compass directions wherever wind blows<\/p>\n

We had hot torrid summers and then she froze<\/p>\n

He snatched her right up underneath my nose<\/p>\n

Took my beauty and left me without relief<\/p>\n

Love\u2019s thorn pricks, blood flows from its rose<\/p>\n

Must my love simply acquiesce to that thief<\/p>\n

Lover come back to me, I will not fret or frown<\/p>\n

About past events or any and all of our mistakes<\/p>\n

Your touch, your kiss stops me from feeling down<\/p>\n

With love from heaven above we shall partake<\/p>\n

So why should I grieve and always seem to lose<\/p>\n

My new love perspective stands inside your shoes.<\/p>\n

Tracers of Love View From Above<\/h3>\n<\/p>\n

I imagine if someplace like heaven does exist<\/p>\n

as inhabitants up there look down from above<\/p>\n

they find mirth and joviality in our attempts at love<\/p>\n

and notice only foolish folks seriously resist<\/p>\n

when viewed from a distance way far out in space<\/p>\n

how petty our romantic emotions may seem<\/p>\n

we wander about in a fool\u2019s paradise and dream<\/p>\n

and don\u2019t even wake up when we fall flat on our face<\/p>\n

thousands of love songs and poems have been written<\/p>\n

books , musicals, plays, recordings overflow libraries<\/p>\n

about those who lose and find love, the dreamer tarries<\/p>\n

when young lovers, new lovers, old lovers get smitten<\/p>\n

fools on a hill, high in mountains, down in the valleys<\/p>\n

lovers rally, rotate, chance romance, dance, and dally.<\/p>\n

Quantum Love Quantified (Feb. 10, 2017)<\/em><\/strong><\/h3>\n<\/p>\n

How much love is enough, can we ever get enough<\/p>\n

measuring the amount of love is difficult to do<\/p>\n

lifelong need mixed with other emotional stuff<\/p>\n

disappointment depression and just feeling blue<\/p>\n

Love parceled out to and from a giver and receiver<\/p>\n

is like making limitations to friendship and kindness<\/p>\n

it prevents those involved from being a true believer<\/p>\n

while love itself is often simply blessed with blindness<\/p>\n

Often more and more sometimes less love is more<\/p>\n

love finds its way around us and through us all<\/p>\n

life changes to family and friends love will explore<\/p>\n

sensible and nonsensical love will rise and fall<\/p>\n

It won\u2019t fall out of fashion or any part of our lives<\/p>\n

love from our innermost being grows and thrives.<\/p>\n

Love Quid Pro Quo: Shrimp for Giant Prawn<\/h3>\n<\/p>\n

(Let us not be selfish and give some love to shellfish)<\/em><\/p>\n

The shrimps donation got appreciation<\/p>\n

frustration was found in its equation<\/p>\n

liquid litigation for a saline situation<\/p>\n

brought considerable complication<\/p>\n

annunciation from a pink crustacean<\/p>\n

whose aspiration was magnification<\/p>\n

but lacking justification and qualification<\/p>\n

thus some nullification of the operation<\/p>\n

still a temptation for prawn fornication<\/p>\n

genus exploration and gender glorification<\/p>\n

provided plenty patient process purification<\/p>\n

followed by acrobatic aqueous pacification<\/p>\n

thus starting with sublimation on its vacation<\/p>\n

the cool crustacean began real relaxation.<\/p>\n

This is my latest Senescent Sonnet written on Jan. 17, 2024. It\u2019s narrative time ranges from my childhood in upstate New York in 1956 to stargazing and love today in the CNMI.<\/p>\n

\u201cUp above my head I hear music in the air\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u2014Sister Rosetta Tharpe (1915 – 1973)<\/p>\n

Love Below and Above<\/h3>\n<\/p>\n

Above the basement creaky plywood floors<\/p>\n

brothers bounding down our wooden stairs<\/p>\n

slamming of bathroom and bedroom doors<\/p>\n

mice scurry around above in the attic in pairs<\/p>\n

looking up at big huge pine cones in a tree<\/p>\n

trails disappear around curves up the mountain<\/p>\n

seafoam is floating down from a typhoon sea<\/p>\n

getting all wet from a Rota waterfall fountain<\/p>\n

looking up from the desert, island, my backyard<\/p>\n

laying out in fields watching meteor showers<\/p>\n

the constellation Orion is a seven of clubs card<\/p>\n

observing moonrise and it passing over for hours<\/p>\n

you coming down on top of me from above<\/p>\n

enveloping me in ecstasy and all your love.<\/p>\n


Roses<\/p>\n

Joey aka “Pepe Batbon” Connolly is a retired educator who taught in the CNMI, NOLA, and LVNV. He is the Poet Laureate of Tinian and enjoys stargazing.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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