Thursday, November 15, 2012

40 Love Letters by Jeanann Verlee

I love Ms. Verlee's book, "Racing Hummingbirds" from which this poem, "40 Love Letters" comes.  I'm on my second copy because I tore out several poems and sent to friends.  :-)
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40 Love Letters
By Jeanann Verlee

Dear Dennis,
I still think of you.
Dear Andre,
I saw you kiss her.
I haven’t looked back.
Dear Patrick,
You’re just too young.
Dear Eric,
I said horrible things about
Your teeth are fine,
it’s the rest of you I don’t
Dear Greg,
Thank you for the poem, for
every single scar.
Dear William,
I love you, simple.
I like that we will never be we.
Dear Jay,
The bruises fell off
Dear Michael,
I’ll never be enough to fill
the shoes
that will one day stand at
your side.
Dear Ben,
I did read your letters.
All of them.
Dear Freeman,
I’ll never stop looking over
my shoulder,
boots laced, ready to run.
Dear Jon,
I’ll always love you.
You are all there ever was.
Dear Derek,
There was no one thing,
your everything is
Dear Eddie,
We are refracting magnets.
We will battle this to the
Dear Dennis,
I still think of you.
Dear Ryan,
I love you, simple.
Sex under the streetlight was
a delicious accident.
Dear Kevin,
Your kiss came too late.
My lips were already dancing
in the other room with Jon.
Dear Ethan,
Dear Joseph,
I said you were too pretty.
They said to try it anyway.
They are fools.
Dear Avery,
You are the definition of unrequited.
Dear Skippy,
I’m sorry about the whiskey
and the tampon.
I’m sorry I never called you.
Dear Nate,
Until you mocked my smile, I
was yours.
Dear Marc,
I like your wife too much.
Is your brother still single?
Dear Mitch,
You were my biggest mistake.
I’m sure that only makes your
smile more sinister.
Dear Allen,
While you poured Guinness for
I pictured you bending me
over the bar.
Dear Graham,
I’d have swallowed that
Dear Miguel,
You said a man never forgets
his first redhead.
What color are my eyes?
Dear Dennis,
I still think of you.
Dear Francis,
I’d have broken you in half.
Dear Chris,
I’m sorry I stalked you.
I’d try to forget me, too.
Dear Dex,
I can’t be with you again.
Just accept it.
Dear Dr. Matthews,
I’ll have you fired.
Dear Aiden,
I wrote a poem about you.
It’s everyone’s favorite.
I find it trite.
Dear Logan,
I think I finally stopped
wanting you.
Dear Cynthia,
I was drunk.
I thought you were, too.
Dear Ricky,
Maybe it was the red dress
or because I was fifteen.
Your brother married my
on the same day I first
touched your cock.
Maybe you’re still a pervert.
Call me.
Dear Jeff,
I was your biggest mistake.
Dear Robert,
You are more than beer and
You are more than I could
ever put into a poem.
Dear Dennis,
I still think of you.
Dear Dennis,
I keep your photos in a box.
one, still in its frame.
"Racing Hummingbirds" by Jeanann Verlee


Kelly said...

There's something quite appealing about this poem. It's fun!

Don't know how it is there for you yet, but I'm already suffering from the cold!! Brrr!

erin said...

i wasn't sold at first...but then the list/poem kept going and my god, it was funny and sad and desperate and all of us)))


Serena said...

Oh, my God, I LOVE it! How utterly delightful!