Love be a strange thing,
a shape shifting phenomenon.

Can appear and take a soul
sudden, no warning.

Or grow slow, taking shape over time.
Some unseen force or vision.

Able to inspire or devour thoughts,
consume a heart, break or fix a body.

Move a soul through heaven, hell, purgatory,
filling a mind or leading it into hell.

Love be a thing that baffle a spirit.
Some find it once, never

or in multiples over time.
Love can cure or kill a body,

create such confusion that some
would rather be without it.

A mystery, a curse or a cure.
Love be a peculiar
thing.

 

Janet Cormier is a painter, writes prose and poetry, and performs comedy. JC prefers different and original over pretty. She loves collecting stuff, but cleaning not so much. Janet also talks to strangers. A lot. Her column appears weekly on Oddball Magazine.