love is just the lightning
flash
between old
bitterness and the new,
a thunder that tastes like
antique lace catch-
ing in your throat
as if you had swallowed
spiderweb under a honey-
suckled sky with clouds like
cotton-bolls behind a river city
summer choking
with angry greens
& browns, river current
swollen and diverging.
in the low sky
june fireflies wink still,
flashing for loves
of their own.
Joanna Suzanne Lee 
Lovely lovely lovely. Gorgeous piece.
Thanks, Rhonda. 🙂 you are too kind.
Made me thing of times when my heart had been broken by someone.
sorry to have brought back bad memories. sometimes even broken hearts can be bittersweet in the remembering, tho.
hopefully the thunder of love lasts longer than the flash….smiles…and going to go brush the spiderwebs from my teeth now as well…smiles.
flossing is key with those things. smiles back.
So gorgeous!
thanks, Audrey.
My first time here and I like the lyrical passion and intensity of this piece Joanna
– so will be back for more sometime. All the Best to you Scott http://www.scotthastie.com
you’re most welcome here, Scott, any time! thank you for your lovely comment.
OOO, rhythm and super awesome imagery.
That’s great.
*smiles* thanks, wanderer.
aww beautiful!
aww beautiful!
thanks, chica! 🙂
The lyrics to “Love Hurts” popped into my mind after I read this. You nailed it…so many of us have definitely felt this way about love.
i think i had song lyrics half in my head while i was writing this… 🙂 thanks for stopping by.
You have really gotten my attention with this piece. I find it full of great visuals wich completely throw me back to other times, sweeter times. You really are an excellent poet. Please keep up the great writing. I will be back for sure. Blessings and Light.
aww. *blushes slightly* thank you so much, Suzie! i am so glad you happened by– please come back any time!
My first read here. Love tug and ache. Impressive images.
thank you, latonya. please feel free to come back by anytime. 🙂
I really dug the shifting description of love here – love is never the same two days in a row.
I love the fluidity of thought in this. Great movement, Joanna. And thanks for visiting and leaving a comment. Much appreciated.