14 Words for Love - 2015

It's nice to be remembered or recognized by someone on Valentine's Day. To be a special someone. But if you look at love through a wider lens, you might see Lloyd behind the post office counter, supremely patient, kind and always helpful. You might see Keisha, not that you've ever said more than hello to her before she takes your order, but you spotted her last weekend with an infant and toddler, waiting for a bus. You might see the line outside Durham Rescue Mission, a month after Christmas Eve, and think about the volunteer cooks inside and those outside in line, backs to a January wind.

14 Words For Love creates events (opportunities) to express kindness, empathy, thanks, compassion, and peace to one another. To appreciate each other; to honor our humanity.

14-word poems, aphorisms or stories are written to be shared with anyone, even strangers.

We create to connect. To remind each other that love is bigger than diamonds or chocolate hearts. Love trumps politics, religious and cultural differences, adjusted gross income and gender identity.

Enjoy these poems from last year's event... think about joining us this year (beginning Jan. 25!) to create and give away more love:

If you want to be loved, teach a child to draw a paper heart.

At the end of their love story Dementia cut in asking, "Who are you?"

To cradle a beloved beast's last breath is devotion's final, finest, grace-giving gift.

he had a lisp not
charming to most
whispered wind
sweet to her ears
she never knew mother 
could love like that until she
watched her with baby

the light that shimmers
with gentle flickering 
or flaming conflagration 
-manifestation irrelevant 
sparkle radiates
each breathing, growing
moving entity upon this
spinning globe reaching
for life - all incandescent
what reason war?
asks the child 
when they always
make up in the end
single crust of day old bread
she cuts carefully into triangles 
dusts with sugar

little girl in thin nighgown
cold winter night - afraid
of shadows - until Daddy

little girl in thin nighgown
cold winter night - afraid
of shadows - until Daddy
paper cut lace 
simple times 
when love a holiday 
and all got a Valentine 
looked to the time 
when character
not color - 
defined - 

still somehow 
not quite there