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black african american, death, life, loss, love, sad, teen, girl, girl,
One night a guy & a girl were
driving home from the movies. The
boy sensed there was
something wrong because of the painful
silence they shared between them
that night. The girl then asked the boy to pull over
because she wanted to talk. She told him that her
feelings had changed & that it was time to move on.
A silent tear slid down his cheek as he
slowly reached into his pocket & passed her a folded note.
At that moment, a drunk driver was speeding down
that very same street. He swerved
right into the drivers seat, killing the boy.
Miraculously, the girl survived. Remembering the note, she
pulled it out & read it.
"Without your love, I would die."
animal, girl, happiness, innocence,
This world of trouble soon will pass
For there beyond the crystal glass
A lamb and lion tread the grass
Beside a lass, beside a lass
This cord of present time shall break
And hate and fear shall flee and quake
Oh, may all vice this earth forsake!
And love awake! And love awake!
Oh, see him walk 'neath mighty trees!
The king of beasts; what strength and ease!
Yet now content this lass to please
Her hand to tease, her hand to tease
Behold! A pleasant form and face!
The child of beauty crowned with grace!
Fair Una treads at even pace
A better place, a better place
~ The form is Monotetra~
~Based on the painting 'Una and the Lion' by Briton Riviere.
Strumming my heartstrings
Drawing me in with each note
Playing the most beautiful song
Hearing the words you wrote
Filling in all the gaps
The melody is for me
Beating loud and clear
Setting my heart free
Only distance keeping us at bay
You still have me in your trance
Two hearts apart, beating as one
How I wish we could dance
A soft kiss upon your delicate hand
Holding you close, holding you tight
Slow dancing under the moonlit skies
The perfect girl, the perfect night
Down in the valley
the yellow butterfly floats
in a field of white daisies
capturing a moment in time
Perched up high on the hillside
sitting on a blanket
my best girl and me
arm in arm
watching life roll on by
Gaze into those caramelized eyes
Looking deep into her loving soul
her sweet killer smile
grinning back at me
Chasing her down the hill
Rolling together in the field
Soft butterfly kisses
Walking hand in hand
with a bouquet of daisies
Son of Spock
Not Aphrodite's vernal ivory skin
nor Cleopatra's jasmine scented lair
could tempt this man to stray in wanton sin,
for next to you no beauty can compare.
Like Tristan's end while under Isolde's spell
or Romeo who died in sweet embrace,
I'd gladly sacrifice this earthly shell
to see the smile return upon your face.
It breaks my heart to know you're in such pain,
you try so hard to wear a blithe facade.
My promise is to stay through sun and rain
remembering the vows made under God.
Let's celebrate our love 'til morning light
and may we ne'er forget this cherished night.
* for my girl - 25 years and going strong
He lays there in his own world
Living on memories of the past
life as it is now, is just existing,
memories, are remembered at last
No longer knows who I am
looking at me so scared.
As though I would do him harm
as I gently, help him feed
I know he remembers that I love him
when he forages within his heart’s pages
the word love, carved forever, by his little girl,
Even when he is in his rage, stages.*
Penned 15 October 2016
*the ravages of Altzheimer's Disease......living in the past....in a life full of stages.
dedication, devotion, faith, girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, husband, love, passion, romance, wifeday, me,
The Luckiest Man
I have found that not everyone is as strong
As the skies are wide and the days are long
But in life I have found there is this one
Whose bounty makes me feel as warm as the sun
And from the moment that she first caught my eye
I knew I’d be with her til’ the day that I die
That I would love and cherish her all the day through
And do all those little things we men are supposed to do
And spend my days lost in utter bliss
That I had this beautiful woman to kiss
And there’s one true fact ‘bout her being my girl
That makes me the luckiest man in the world
All year long he puts my heart on a shelf
No surprise I’d rather be by myself
If there’s no Valentine treat
From this worthless hunk of meat
He can go on making love to himself
Remember there’s an “I” in Valentine
So if no one’s around to say, “Be mine”
Just splurge – get a new hairdo
Party with an all-girl crew
Check out the divorce rate and say, “I’m fine”
*For Francine's Valentine Limerick contest
cute love, funny,
CUPID NAMED LYLE
There once was a young Cupid named Lyle
who always aimed his arrow with style
with one shot straight as a dart
he hit me and pierced my heart
Aimed for a girl: he missed by a mile.
6th April, 2016
Inspired by poets who write in many different forms, I've had a go at writing my first ever limerick, which is totally out of my comfort zone.
Woo the woman
Love the lady
Mellow the maiden
Manage the maid
Garnish the girl
Dazzle the damsel
Bar the bimbo
Latch the lass
Silence the siren
Moor the mermaid
Net the nymph
Madden the madam
Tame the tart
Court the courtesan
Nudge the nurse
Null the nun
Shun the spinster
Strap the stewardess
Venerate the virgin
Vex the vixen
Vacate the vamp
Curb the coquette
Con the concubine
Whack the whore
Whip the wench
Pooh-pooh the prostitute
Slam the ****
Harem the harlot
Screw the shrew
Eschew the enchantress
Wallop the witch
Gore the Gorgons
Wed the widow!
introspection, philosophy, poetry, sad,
My Guitar weeps
And not so gently
It strings together broken tears
It has seen my feeble attempts at love
My Guitar laughs
As I try to serenade
A song that lovers play
It strings together broken romances
My guitar sleeps
For I am not doing to well
In charming your heart
My guitar is bored
My guitar kills me
And steals my girl
They were meant to be it seems
They joined chords and sang
The funeral was brief
The music was good
Guitar music after all
Now they travel onwards
With not a thought of me
With no guitar
As the ghost of me weeps
YOU'RE MY EVERYTHING
Right from the second we met I knew
One day you would become my wife.
Married to the girl of my dreams, you are
All I ever wanted in my life
Now you cradle our newborn son so
Tenderly in your loving arms.
I love you more with every day that passes and
Cherish the day you came into my life
Romantic acrostic Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton
girlfriend-boyfriend, introspection, life, love,
Why stay in Oz, girl
Wishing for changes?
Turning your mirrors to books
So you can rewrite the pages
You’ve got a beautiful heart and mind, girl
Why look at the flaws?
I can’t even see the tin
Or the rust or the straw
I think your worst side is your best side, girl
Don’t throw all those little things away
I don’t want your 'out of date' style
Or your blemishes to change
So open your eyes, girl
And look in the mirror
You’re perfect to me
Couldn’t get any better
In breath-taking elegance, the "Cinder Girl" walks
she was the moon once, but now a frightful dusk.
A grave message through "Fire and Ice"
mortals must learn to sacrifice.
pulsating everywhere, before the dawn of man
that is "How Poetry began."
darkness was adorned by moon-rays bright
"Come out and play, you creatures of Night."
The sun refused to shine, as evil shadows around them crept
That was the day, "When the Heaven and Earth wept."
...and thus she spins her endless tales
that spreads forth in the winds and dales.
A deluge of emotions mix and blend
creating miracles,I don't know to what end.
may almighty watch her from above
as she spreads her muse and love.
angst, loss, love, woman, me,
(This is a fictional poem)
When I kissed another girl, word got back to you.
You slapped my face and told me that we're through.
Most kisses taste pretty sweet but that kiss was tart.
Now I'm all alone nursing a broken heart.
Kissing that girl was foolish and it was a mistake.
But I'll make it up to you no matter how long it takes.
I can't go on if our love is at an end.
If you'll take me back, I'll never look at another woman again.
You're the only woman who I want to be with.
So I'm on my knees begging you to forgive.
Just a girl, just a guy.
With our love we managed to fly.
Just a kiss, just love,
A helping hand from above.
Just an arguement, just a fight.
So much for making it right.
Just two people, just a busy street.
But then our eyes meet.
Just our love, just a spark.
A flame burning in the dark.
Just a girl, just a guy.
Pick up the pieces and have another try.
beautiful, beautiful, life,
a small old woman
sat in the field
in the most sturdy chair
and she said over and over to her son's wife
"in all my life i never saw that before"
again and again
the colors exploded
into stars and galaxies of different sparks
and her tiny face turned up in wonder
"i've never seen anything so beautiful before"
and there you could see
her face as a girl
her life to come
her love ahead
and all the beautiful things she'd never seen before
I could see again
the same in her granddaughter's eyes.
boyfriend, change, feelings, girl, i miss you, love, teen love,
Sometime instead of pink, I like Red
Sometime instead of playing with children,
I want to go on date
Sometime instead of Fishes, I like Swans
Sometime instead of T-shirt,
I want to wear Gowns
Sometime instead of Social problems,
I like to read Love story
Sometime instead of cute girl,
I want to look beautiful lady
Sometime instead of chocolate,
I like to receive Flowers
Sometime instead of meeting him for minutes,
I want to spend Hours
10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade,
Orange is my utmost best color, my best friend, my girl.
She laughs from the rooftop, and she makes me mouth curl.
She glitters and she shines, her happy feelings for me.
Today I may take out my paints and paint an orange tree.
Most of my women cartoon paintings are ginger heads.
They come into my mind before I get out of bed.
I look around the bedroom and I laugh and I sing.
My many red-haired paintings, it makes my mind truly zing.
I have a paisley orange shirt and an orange evening gown.
Some people want my autograph, and mob me in town.
I do not dare wear either of them on my shiniest day.
I would be so manic, the mental police would cart me away.
I find her most congenial, and we
have everything in common; it’s a fact!
With all of her opinions I agree.
Our shelves with books and nic-nacs all are stacked.
To exercise at Vasa gym she goes.
I also love that place, and all the time
she’s my companion at the movie shows!
We love to write and love to make a rhyme,
and we are also glad to be a girl
and wear cute clothes and use accessories.
When on the dance floor, how we love to twirl!
My closest friend is such a cinch to please.
If you’ve met “me,” you’ve met my friend. No lie.
She also calls herself “myself” and “I.”
Dec. 13, 2019 for Regina Riddle's Best Friend Sonnet Contest
family, love, sister, wedding, sister, sister,
My sister Sharon is
getting marry and I’m a brides maid I said can I say a speech but she
said nay My sister is a lovely girl
even if I say so my self and I
like her faunas he’s got
fine health So there’s
my speech I love
you sis and I
dream, encouraging, granddaughter,
Our granddaughter loves cupcakes.
Someday, she wants to run a cupcake business.
Someday, she wants to be a beautician.
Someday, she wants to specialize in makeup.
Someday, she wants to be a singer.
Someday, she wants to be a songwriter.
Someday, she wants to go to college.
I’m voting for number one
and number seven.
I love cupcakes.
If she goes to college,
her cupcake business might succeed.
You go, girl!
beauty, cute love, grave, humor, obituary,
Took me the breath of all my life
A soul mate who could consume my heart wither a smile
I found that Gothic girl after dark
A little to late to consummate
I lie in waiting with a dead round smile
Empty eyes and a lot of guile
I found a girlfriend even if late
We lie together
Frigid is our state
beautiful, girl, love,
Heated these shores, whereupon passion bears her grip...
A lady in love with another woman, and how can she deny this
Stirring deep inside racing through her veins the rapture, of her heart.
kiss, muse, remember, sad love,
Everyone has gone home
Where ever home is
The city is bare
And the call girl left
We share our secrets
Comrades in despair
The cold winter chills us all
So we two find comfort
In a passing moment
She kisses her past
I kiss my desires
Our tongues kiss our dreams
A Christmas carol plays in the background
Snow begins to fall
Madeline must now go
On another call