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Poem Details | by Leileah Kasperyan |
Categories: celebration, crush, england, firework, kiss, love, night,

Penny for the Guy

On a cold autumn eve, playful fingers tangled, soft and shy. The smell of hot chestnuts wafted through the milling crowd, a promise of comfort and warmth. We watched, you and I, the skies explode as rockets declared their secret desires. Catherine wheels danced a dizzying response while the bang of crackerjacks echoed, spilling smoke quick into the night. "Penny for the guy?", they cried. Sparklers lit, searching lips, the most tender touch. We kissed, my heart reflected in your eyes.
Date: 25.11.2016 *There is no category for a double etheree that I could see.


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, betrayal, blessing, cheer up, city, confidence, cute love, deep, desire, earth, england, environment, feelings, garden, green, happiness, happy, i love you, imagination, irony, joy, july, june, london, love, love hurts, meaningful, missing you, nature, nice, nostalgia, passion, places, relationship, romance, romantic, sad love, seasons, simple, solitude, spiritual, spring, summer, true love, uplifting, vacation, weather, wisdom,

Jump

Chairs lined with stripes, 
green and white,
became ski jump ramps
for feelings, innocent and pure,
taking off from the edge
hoping to defy the gravity of fears. 

Only a lucky few made it,
others turned into tears
landing on the grass of Green Park
as the warm air was getting dark.
 



Poem Details | by Harika Diaz |
Categories: dream, england, first love, growing up, imagination, innocence, youth,

my own

I prefer to receive my own
Purchased by the clinking of keys and a 
Blister forming on the thumb.
I prefer to find my own
Among the twisted branches and bleeding berries.

The coat with the mended sleeve dangles by my head 
as we find the sleeping bears above us.
He laughs as his becomes a possum
And mine a mountain top.

Poem Details | by Dawn Newell |
Categories: angst, introspection, lost love

Autumn in New England

The hurricanes have ceased,
orange and gold leaves fall,
and dusk approaches
while I brush my hair.

In my line of sight
books beckon,
music entices,
prayer tempts. But the one
to whom I belonged
has betrayed me
again
and I have vanquished him.
I am inconsolable
and weeping.

New England is prized
for it's autumnal glory.
How I wish to watch a kite
rise, alone on a hill of majestic hues

but the kite,
so fragile and tentative
would crash under the weight
of my grief.

-- 10/28/08 --


Poem Details | by Serge Belinsky |
Categories: beauty, england, feelings, flower, flying, sad love, sympathy,

Flowers, the ending

 Slightly snowy Bouquet of red roses,

 Glowing and shimmering with all color shades of light purple Egypt lilies,

 On the forgotten Gods on Earth and in space always ,

 Accidentally noticed but then later banned by the Queen of All Snows ,

 All steering on it with unrelenting attention intently and carefully , 
 marveling at its beauty,

 Reflected as in a mirror in miriards of the gloomest color shades in the clouds ,
 Evaporates in the endless void of space distances ....

 Neverending story
 The End

Poem Details | by Stephen Jewell |
Categories: absence, december, desire, emotions, england, lonely, love,

Alone

A lone winter wind chills a lone Yorkshire lady
while alone she retires for the day
And a lone fire warms her but alone it does little
to relieve the lonesome feeling as she lay
But alone is not so lonely while alone she knows her lover
lies alone as he awakens and can say
Alone we are together and alone is shortening ever
and alone we soon will send upon its way

Poem Details | by JEANNINE GLEN |
Categories: boyfriend, cute love, emotions, england, how i feel, i love you, water,

I love thee

I stood upon the ocean's bay shore
And with a fragile reed I traced upon
"Bobby I love thee."

The mad waves rolled by and blotted out
The fair impression.
Frail Reed! cruel wave!
Treacherous sand!
I'll trust no mere!

But with a giant hand,
I'll pluck from Scotland's
Frozen shore his tallest pine,
And dip its top into the crater of North Sea
And in the high and banished heavens I'll
Write: Bobby I love thee.

And I would like to see
Any doggoned wave wash that out.

Poem Details | by Bethany Harnwell |
Categories: dedication, deep, devotion, england, i love you,

Yorkshire rose

My Yorkshire rose... 
You start a war in my southern soul

Poem Details | by James Edward Lee Sr. |
Categories: appreciation, betrayal, lost love, missing you,

YOUNGMAN FROM NEW ENGLAND

YOUNGMAN FROM NEW ENGLAND


There was a young...man from New England
so excited visiting his cousin
he was single and lonely
his lost love left for Finland
she left him at the park so cold hearten
  


  For Contest: Tradition Limerick
  Sponsored by: Viv Wigley

Poem Details | by Janet Gardner |
Categories: absence, color, england, i miss you, love, romance, spring,

Bluebell woods

I love bluebells, 
I like their deep scent, 
the way they jingle invitingly in the spring breeze, 
their delicate blanket patchworked by trees,
brief but bold blues against verdant greens, sparkling with white anemones.
This year I look at them and all they are doing is reminding me of the colour of your eyes.

Poem Details | by Anil Deo |
Categories: appreciation, community, destiny, education, england, freedom, truth,

LOVE THE QUEST and QUESTION: senryu20180707

my quest for my Self and awareness of my search cannot be two: but One Truth
(c) DEDICATION: To all who asked, and keep asking, for Job-like questions of the Universe. To SURVIVORS of 07/07. shalom, shalom