Lovelorn Poets

From Anchorage to Zebulon: In Search of Missed Connections

Missed Connections in Providence, RI: Cutie At Coffee Exchange

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Missed Connections in Providence, RI

Craving Warmth by Whitney

Cutie at Coffee Exchange
Missed Connections in Rhode Island

I was having the worst day ever, decided to get some coffee to (hopefully) cheer myself up, and ducked in to Coffee Exchange.
Little did I know, I would find myself face to face with the love of my life.
This angel- no, this GODDESS- with eyes the color of molten copper, burning through my soul, looked up at me and I swear on my unborn baby’s life that time stood still for like, at least 4 seconds.
As soon as I saw her delectable locks of dark brown hair, I knew I wanted to spend hours late at night petting her and braiding flowers into her tresses.
I took one look at her hot bod and knew I wanted to massage her back like I were massaging the mighty shoulders of Athena or like maybe Michelle Obama or someone else super powerful.
A moment in your presence was all it took, my love.
Please be mine.

NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:

I’ve spent many an hour at the Coffee Exchange on Wickenden Street in Providence (both at the old location and the “new”  one which opened 15+ years ago…never quite forgave them for that move…) and while the beans are the best the people watching can’t be beat – I bet this little “exchange” was an interesting one to watch! Is it really love or just the caffeine kicking in?

 

Missed Connections in San Diego, CA: If The Aliens Come, Dreamgirl…

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It forms when darkness is increased by one by Mark Witton

If the Aliens Come, Dream-girl…
Missed Connections in San Diego

…and we get sucked up into their ship…
I want you to know that I got your back..
Sleep and dream well…

NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:

Our San Diego poet may be feeling calm in confident in the face of California aliens, but I wonder if they would be so brave if transported into HP Lovecraft’s The Call of Cthulhu, which inspired this illustration by Mark Witton (who, in addition to his artwork, has some great writing and commentary on his Flickr site). Botoxed Hollywood has-beens can be scary to look at, but the darkest depths of our imagination is something different entirely.

Missed Connections in Washington, DC: Old Wool Sweaters

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Missed Connections in Washington, DC

Aloneness or Loneliness? by Alan Levine

Old Wool Sweaters
Missed Connections in Washington, DC

Everyday I think about you.
I know it’s best that I just move on, but I can’t seem to.
I miss reading with you and cooking with you.
I miss outdoor breakfasts and the cold weather and lazy Sundays.
I miss meeting you on a bench near the metro.
Things weren’t perfect, but I think they were worth saving.
Someday I’ll tell you all this.
I love you and I miss you.

NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:

Today we’re featuring three messages from the Washington DC missed connections stream. It’s a real hit or miss kind of place but once in awhile I stumble across some writing that pulls at the heart-strings. The accompanying photo by Alan Levine asks the question at the root of all these messages – Aloneness or Loneliness? Which is the more difficult to adjust to?

 

Missed Connections in Brooklyn, NY: We Didn’t Make Out Last Night

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Missed Connections in Brooklyn, NY

j'ai baisè ta bouche by Andre D'Macedo

*We Didn’t Make Out Last Night b/c I Wanted You
Missed Connections in Brooklyn

we tongue brawled
because last i heard
you didn’t want me anymore

isn’t
pathology
whiskey
and humanity a bitch

let’s restart the carnage, thrusting
obsessions and switchblades deeper
into the belly of our cycle.*

NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:

It’s been some time since I’ve featured a message from Brooklyn writer Frankie Leone (of all the MC writers he’s one of the few who consistently identifies himself). I thought this one was darkly accurate in the sense that sometimes, if we know a person is no longer romantically interested in us, it only heightens our desire to change their heart. On that note, what will you be doing this Friday night?

Missed Connections in Boulder, CO: 1099 Miles and 2 Years

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Missed Connections in Boulder, CO

Me In Time by Vincent van der Pas

1099 Miles and 2 Years
Missed Connections in Boulder, CO

it was 2 years ago today that i met you
just walked up to you and kissed your handsome face
what a week that was, what a man you are…

NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:

I cannot tell if this is a happy message written in appreciation to a person currently in the writer’s life or if it’s more wistful in tone lamenting time and distance that has kept them apart. The Me in Time Image by Vincent van der Pas bring out some of that mystery that we may never know the answer to.

 

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