Bedcrumbs
Last night I wrote
I loved you
and your oatmeal cookies; 
tonight I write
I hate you
but I still love
your oatmeal cookies.
Falling In Hate II
You were correct
when you made the mistake
of leaving me.

I was wrong
when I made the right decision
to let you go.

I won’t laugh
at being so sad
if you won’t cry
at being so happy.

Now one loves to hate
and one hates to love.

These poems are from Hal J. Daniel III’s As Long As You’re Not Cold (available from the author, c/o East Carolina University, Greenville, North Carolina).