Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Love is...

Today's word over on Peter Pollock and Bridget Chumbley's , Blog Carnival is: Love.

Four letters. Big word. Big emotion. Big question?

It has been called a 'many splendoured thing'. A tempest in a teapot. A curse. An albatross. A gift.

Love is not a thing. A noun. An object.

Love is a verb. An action. A feeling. A bigger than a breadbox kind of emotion that sweeps you away on wings of joy or leaves you pining on a carpet of grief.

Love is...

A movie.

A Many Splendored Thing
... the only Solution
... a Crazy Thing
It's all about Love

...A book to be read.

Eat. Love. Pray.
Love Walked In
What Remains: A Memoir of Fate, Friendship and Love

...A question to sing about

Will You Love Me Tomorrow?
What's Love Got To Do With It?
Can you Feel The Love Tonight?

...A song.

I Just Called To Say I Love You
A Groovy Kind of Love
You Always Hurt The One You Love

Love is...

...a mystery

Do You Know
How Deep Is Your Love?

Why Do Fools Fall In Love?

I Want To Know What Love Is.
...even while
I Can't Help Falling In love
...and you
Can't Buy Me Love.
...because
Love Will Keep Us Together.
...even when
You've Lost That Loving Feeling
...And I am
Taking A Chance on Love
...truth is
You Can't Hurry Love
...because
Love Takes Time
...and
I Just Can't Stop Loving You
...because I know
All You Need Is Love
...and we can't live
In a World Without Love
...so please
Don't Throw Our Love Away
...because
I'm Saving All My Love for You.
Long Live Love.

We give. We get. We talk about loving. Being loved. Lovable. Lovely. Love lost. Love forlorn. Love sick.
Yet, Love has no boundaries. No limits. No weight. No colour. No texture. No substance. No visible signs that it exists.

Yet, we all know it.

Feel it.

Sense it.

Want it.

Need it.

Give it.

Take it.

Keep it.

Release it.

Do You Love Me?
Don't You Love Me Anymore?
Where Did Our Love Go?


Love

Actually.

is

All you need

is

Love.

Love. Four little letters that evoke a tidal wave of thoughts, of images, of emotions. Of words tumbling out in their desire to be heard, to be seen, to be loved.

Love.

In love, anger abates. Darkness recedes. Anxiety grows dimmer.

Love drowns out fear. Love casts light on darkness. Love overcomes all.

No matter where I stand.

No matter what I read.

Or see.

Or hear.

Love conquers all.

Love Is...
All Around.

8 comments:

Joyce Wycoff said...

Love is a poet's flood of words that grab our hearts, our minds, our very being ... thanks for being the poet that wakes up my morning.

Glynn said...

And it's source is one place. Love this post. (And I know all the song references, especially the older ones.)

Maureen said...

Very creative approach to the using the word.

Your post underscores how much we use the word, think we know what it means, want it to mean so much.

Love is "all around". We just have to look to see it, be open to feel it.

Bridget Chumbley said...

Such a unique approach! I really enjoyed this, Louise.

Thanks!!!

S. Etole said...

and the greatest of these ... is love

Lorrie said...

very nice.. enjoyed your creativity :-)

nAncY said...

i am still learning about love...that little four letter word that is more than i can ever understand.

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