The U-Turn
Love/Fear No. 91
Every poem in Hearts on the Line stems from an anonymous person graciously answering two questions: “What is my greatest love?” and “What is my greatest fear?” The rest is just my poetry…
Life Is a Word, and Love Is a Sentence. I can’t quite reach. I feel the heat of all the words escaping me. I stretch and wait for one to take, but not one word will have the bait. I reach for her, but, like the words, she’s well beyond me. Distant verbs. To touch, to hold, to make me whole. Distant possessives. Different roles. I’ve reached the glass where I stare back, with toothpaste splatters and some cracks. I try to reach, but I’m afraid. I see a tunnel in his face. It’s dark in here. There’s long to go. These distances are so unknown. It’s hard to put in words. Instead I walk inwards. Thank You to the Human Spirit…
I would be grateful if you shared your own love and fear on this link…
It’s anonymous and could lead to the next poem!





This person’s greatest love was “a woman beyond my reach.”
Their greatest fear was written the following way: “I see him in the mirror. Me.”
The face in the mirror and unrequited love are both out of reach, in their own ways.
I like the small details in this one, Hasse, and how they’re given meaning and weight: toothpaste splatters, cracks, a tunnel. I’m going to guess that the greatest love is a relationship, and the greatest fear is themselves? (Now I see your note; seems I was at least fairly close!)