Love Note (In Code)

I wrote this poem in response to two different prompts. The first was yesterday’s prompt for my Month of Mindfulness. The second was for Big Tent Poetry’s prompt this week. In this prompt, the author Nathan Landau suggested that we write a poem in code. Once I mashed these two seemingly disparate prompts together, this poem arrived, demanding to be written down.

Some poems are difficult to write. Some I have to craft and eke out word by word. This poem just sort of wrote itself. In fact, it wrote itself so quickly and suddenly that I had to write it while blow drying my hair prior to work this morning. These types of writing moments are so few and far between that I have to pause and recognize how lucky I am when they happen.  It’s like committing to mindfulness is working…or something.

Love Note (in Code)

I love you like I love the taste of green.
You are my avocado
and like a spoon, I carve you out.

I love you like the smell of grass at night,
sweet and still warm from the sun.
I love your unripe bits, your rind. I even

love the spots where you’ve gone wild:
your open fields, your weeds.
I love your bitter leaves I am

still and always surprised by you, my mint,
my jalapeño, my fuzzy spot of mold.
I love your spring and bloom, your wither

and your rot. I love you as you allow
me to devour you, you who are always new
and always multitudes to me.

25 Comments to “Love Note (In Code)”

  1. This is an amazing piece of writing. I read it through twice! Your descriptions are beautiful and so imaginative, you had me hooked from the first line!

  2. Lovely & fun–that’s a good combination!

  3. I love it, and I love those moments, too! Come to think of it, I haven’t had one in awhile (dang). This is exquisitely crafted. The language is simple, but the images it evokes, inspired. Thanks for sharing your blow drying process. :)
    ~Brenda

  4. Wanted to particularly mention the spoon & “the spots where you’ve gone wild,” as well as “weeds/leaves.” To quick on the submit button!

  5. Beautiful descriptions Jessica!
    Lovely read
    Pamela

  6. This is fantastic! I LOVE the lyrical language.

  7. Really like the joyful and playful spirit of this very well conceived and written poem. And you are absolutely correct about how wonderful it is when it simply seems to fall on paper as if by its own volition. It is so fresh, like the air blowing through your hair to dry it.

    Elizabeth

  8. I love the imagery you came up with for this.

  9. Sounds like a pretty impressive person! There is a wild abandon about this poem which is refreshing!

  10. This kind of poem – that seems to arrive fully formed – to me is the best kind of poem. We can over-work our writing to the extent that it becomes pretentious. Your poem is as fresh as the morning and wonderful fun.

    • I totally agree! I have definitely killed many a poem this way. There’s a line between revision and murder and I often cross it, unfortunately.

  11. This poem was fun. I liked that line about the “fuzzy spot of mold” because sometimes love is like that too.

  12. What a neat idea. Very enjoyable.
    I guess the mold and rot are just signs that you’ve got one that is fully mature

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