Developments in a Dark Room

[BobBradshaw]

Developments in a Dark Room


A tray of chemicals in a dark room
couldn’t have exposed love
any clearer than the moment I saw your face.

I didn’t study your portfolio or dive deep
into your past. I didn’t interview
old boyfriends or seek advice.

I didn’t have a checklist
for someone to fall in love with:
a woman with a dark storm of hair,

flashing eyes…olive skin,
someone who loves literature,
a woman as bright as light on water.

I saw you for the first time at dusk,
your face and the room softened
in the wash of shadows.

Was my love for you simply a matter
of brain chemicals--dopamine,
adrenaline, oxytocin?

On Saturn lightning can turn methane
into falling diamonds.
That's the way love was with us;

in a moment everything changed,
our hearts melded together
now for over 50 years

though I too give thanks
for what all lovers share:
the right chemistry.

[Kenneth2816]

Another quaint and relatable extended metaphor.
Enjoyed

[BobBradshaw]

Thanks, Ken

[IndianaDP]

Diamonds are a great metaphor for enduring love.
Enjoyed the poem, here’s to another fifty.

[BobBradshaw]

Thanks, Dale

[Michael (MV)]

Hi Bob,

Workshop consider making that last line

the right chemistry

as the title.

Then finale as:

in a darkroom moment everything changed -
our hearts still developing together
now for over 50 years




Michael (MV)

[BobBradshaw]

Thanks, Michael