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Post-weekend Poetry 118: If The Enemies Of Love by Salvatore Buttaci

09 Jun

Welcome to Post-weekend Poetry and the one hundred and eighteenth poem in this series. This week’s piece is by poet and short story author Salvatore Buttaci.

If The Enemies Of Love

If the enemies
of love find us
We will say nothing
but our names

If they torture us
We will keep
Our lips sealed
Our eyes tearless

If they insist
That love’s a crime
We’ll bow our heads
Pretend the guilt is ours

If the enemies of love
Insist we must pay
With our lives
Let’s pay them well

And laughing
Our hearts away
take our secrets
To the grave

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I asked Salvatore what prompted this piece and he said…

The enemies of love actually do exist: life’s burdens, envious failures at love, death itself, but true lovers live each day to the fullest, praising God and the joys of love.

Thank you, Salvatore. It was really intriguing.

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SalBlackShirtSalvatore Buttaci is an obsessive-compulsive writer whose work has appeared widely in publications that include New York Times, U. S. A. Today, The Writer, Writer’s Digest, Cats Magazine, The National Enquirer, Christian Science Monitor, A Word with You Press, and Six Sentences. He was the recipient of the $500 Cyber-wit Poetry Award in 2007. He was also one of the winners in the 2011 Franklin-Christoph Fine Writing Instrument Poetry Contest.

A former English professor at a local community college and middle-school teacher in New Jersey, he retired in 2007 to commit himself to full-time writing. In addition to fiction and poetry, he has written full-length plays for educational theaters and maintains several blog sites on the Internet. An activist against Italian American media bias, he has lectured widely on “Growing up Sicilian”.

His two flash-fiction collections 200 Shorts and Flashing My Shorts were published by All Things That Matter Press and are available in book and Kindle editions.

His new book If Roosters Don’t Crow, It Is Still Morning: Haiku and Other Poems.

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Salvatore lives in West Virginia with Sharon, the love of his life.

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Posted by on June 9, 2014 in poetry, short stories, writing

 

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4 responses to “Post-weekend Poetry 118: If The Enemies Of Love by Salvatore Buttaci

  1. flashpoetguy

    June 9, 2014 at 1:57 pm

    It is always an honor and my pleasure to have my work appear at your site, Morgen. Thank you!

     
  2. georgeplace2013

    June 9, 2014 at 2:37 pm

    Ah, Sal, love is worth fighting for and strengthens it when we persevere. I wouldn’t have thought of the “enemies of love” like you did but it is absolutely true.

     
  3. Zelda

    June 10, 2014 at 2:25 am

    Life without love would not be worth living. Your poem expresses that thought beautifully.

     
    • morgenbailey

      June 10, 2014 at 4:56 pm

      Thank you, Zelda. I’ve passed on your message.

       

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