Tuesday, April 14, 2026

where does love go?

where love goes
when its kiss
grows ice cold

does it sink
like ghost ships
lost at sea

or sleeps in
hearts until
it awakens


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20 comments:

  1. Truedessa@gmail.comApril 14, 2026 at 7:03 PM

    Some thoughts to contemplate. Perhaps, a ghost ship could rise again.

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  2. Gillena CoxApril 14, 2026 at 7:27 PM

    Nice obe, Arcadia

    Much love

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  3. DiApril 14, 2026 at 10:43 PM

    I like it going down with the ghost ship. Nice.

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  4. Kim M. RussellApril 15, 2026 at 2:27 AM

    Short and sweet, a wistful tricube, Maria, and I love the idea of love sinking like ‘ghost ships lost at sea’.

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  5. Mrityunjay DixitApril 15, 2026 at 2:36 AM

    LOVEly

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  6. Christopher ReilleyApril 15, 2026 at 1:46 PM

    Very nice.

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  7. miss pieApril 15, 2026 at 6:04 PM

    love the tricube form... gives strength to each stanza you presented... as wee novellas

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  8. HelenApril 16, 2026 at 12:22 PM

    I choose to think it's simply napping ~~ I enjoyed your poem!

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  9. AnonymousApril 16, 2026 at 11:25 PM

    That it lingers as ghost is a great idea. Means it’s still around. Yay. Thanks. Xo, Selma.

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  10. LisaApril 17, 2026 at 5:06 PM

    succinct and meaningful, Maria

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  11. DoraApril 17, 2026 at 10:48 PM

    Very nicely put.

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