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Love Poems About Lark or Lark Love Poems
by Lin Lane |
Categories: lost love,

On Restless Wings

I wrote verse on the wings of a lark
romantic phrases in perfect rhyme
but the lark flew away in the dark
I wrote no further for the longest time

A lone blue jay landed upon my lawn
I wrote sweet prose on his sapphire wings
He spent the night with me, but at dawn
the jay flew away and no longer sings

I answered the call of a beautiful raven
I wrote love sonnets on his ebony wings
He stayed for years in my safe haven
I was one of the raven's castoff things

I no longer trust those who take flight
I lost them all and my torn heart bled
On restless wings I'll never again write
of love that leaves me alone in my bed


by iolanda Scripca |
Categories: hope, introspection, lost love, nature, nostalgiabeauty, beauty,

Epilogue of Love

To have lived not being loved at all -

hunchbacked like a question mark-

your soul continuously on parole

imagine beauty in the dark


Perhaps we passed each other in the speed

of different trains colliding with the time

in one - abandoned newborn girl in need

the other - useless vagabond and wine.


Was it your Soul who shook the Jacaranda tree

and made it burst and rain with purple fairies?

Or just a whispered cry within the depth of me -

too much horizon and no space for prairies...


Imagine beauty in the dark

When wings demolish walls of sorrow

I'll die again an injured lark

Reborn in Phoenix bird tomorrow.

www.scripca.com

by William Robinson |
Categories: allegory, animals, loss, lost love, sad,

WITH BROKEN WING

With broken wing, he cannot fly
There in the gray, December sky,
And therefore he is bound to die
Upon the cold, cold ground.

With broken wing, his dream is gone,
Of flying where his mate has flown,
And so he's left there, all alone,
With no hope to be found.

A lonely bird with broken wing,
A lark without a song to sing,
Is a sad and melancholy thing,
With darkness all around.

by Jack Ellison |
Categories: love, words, body, love,

The Greatest Love Story

The greatest love story ever told
Is right here in my heart
It isn't fancy with fancy words
It's sweet like the song of a lark

No need for any material things
To prove the depth my love
Just holding your body close to mine
A love that fits like a glove

Many words have since been written
About how true love endures
Words expressing one's inner feelings 
Feelings so intense and pure

Life on earth is a fleeting thing
We're here next moment we're gone
Love until your very last breath
Too soon you'll be passing the baton

My heart sings with the joys of love
Tender words flow out like a river
The greatest love story ever told
Makes my soul and body quiver 

© Jack Ellison 2012

by Keith Bickerstaffe |
Categories: love

Duet

Duet 


The purity of song is your glad grace, 
you beautify the air with sweetest tone, 
competing with the lark (more commonplace), 
yours is true melody, second to none. 
Blessed and bewitched whene'er you serenade, 
the roses bow their heads in mute acclaim; 
the creatures of the field, of every glade 
attune their dance, rejoicing in your name! 
So pleasant are the times we are as one, 
you practising your art, I learning how 
    to blend with you, two lovers with one song, 
    in harmony for life, our sacred vow.

by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: love, youth,

Be Delicate Please

Be as delicate with me as you can
I am inexperienced, so take my hand
With a warm bubble bath lure me in.
Soft and slow, let me taste you again.

Be the kind of hero I find in the park
Kindly treat me like a meadow lark.
Do not push me before I am ready.
Waiting is the reason I want to go steady.

Be yourself of course, my darling man.
But let me have some time, and take my hand.
Let me have the reins, let me lead the way.
Don’t be disappointed if it takes me more than one day


by Russell Sivey |
Categories: life,

Like a Lark

My lady has a passion like a lark Her burning heart is made from a small spark Immortality strikes what’s never lame She’s never burnt by the eternal flame My lover holds some joy here before me In a sentiment unlike what we see There’s solid power through her perfect skies Opening amazement inside her eyes Her love boils to the surface with bubbles She plays a soft harp which in turn doubles Secretly time has eloped through to her A desire that’s unlike any other A myriad purchased by her tenderness Countless touches into my awareness Russell Sivey

by Barbara Gorelick |
Categories: age, love,

Forever

the rose blooms again and the lark will start to sing when I hear your voice years ago my love the breeze danced in the willow and I lost my heart the years have passed oh, the memories love, do you remember?

by Stephen Kilmer |
Categories: addiction, angst, loneliness, lost, love,

Broken Trombones

Dark and lonely
A cave in my soul
Dripping with emotion
A tidal flood
Encrypted in my heart
An arrow through a lark
Broken trombones
And old sousaphones
Honk into the night
I'm a rain dog that bites
I am a rattle snake 
That wants to fight
There’s no love here
There never has been
You ask me for my hand
It’s a shaker and a tam
No thank you ma’am
I'll take my chances 
On snake eyes
And remove the scales
That tie
So don’t come looking
For sunlight
It’s damp and dreary here
For a heart that is closed
This is no place for you dear

by elizabeth wesley |
Categories: life, day,

A New Day

Fingers of dawn bring dewdrops falling,
Tears for a brand new day;
A rose coloured sky brings the lark calling
A song she sings to bright May.
The lilac is bending in her royal color,
Lost in the purple of night;
Star shine is softer and duller,
A new day brings life's delight.

Open the window and bend above me
Dearest red rose, my sweet song;
Shed your thorns if you love me
For nights without you are so long.
The day is ours, and daylight is breaking
Sweet drowsy eyes of grey;
You won't question an early waking
When the wings of night fly away. 

by Seren Roberts |
Categories: dog, farewell,

Remember Kedo with a smile - Elegy ontest

Remember your days with fondness
The days you romped in the park
The times you were cross
When running off was a lark
He was a skinny nervous runt
That your love and tender care put right
Was loved unconditionally
As he loved you with all his might.
He was old and full of problems
Kept going for you that’s all
Being his best pal and letting go
Was for you a massive sacrifice call
Remember him full of bounce
Tongue hanging out  because he’d run
Was that a smile on his face
To him you were his lifes sun

His mistress his best friend.
Remember Kedo with a smile


Penned on October 25th 2013

by Peter Lewis Holmes |
Categories: devotion, longing, love,

Never Always Sometimes

Never, always, sometimes, have I scorned your love so 
Dear, sometimes, always, never, I caused you brackish tear

When glow’s pale moon-bow’s crescent, upon the altar rocks, 
We rest by surging water, where grayling’s gadfly hops

And never, always, sometimes, have you held my beating heart,
In hands that crafted future, love-born from river’s lark 

But now the failing sunset, bids bye to never-years, while sometimes 
Through our always, a slipping tongue quick sears; 

And should the morn bring cloud and rain, where sunshine spars
With rooks, my jail dear lies within you, while I the eager crooks



 


by Naji Almurisi |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, girlfriend, love, wife, woman, world,

Who resembles you

 Who resembles you? 
A drunken night 
Or a jealous star 
A colored full moon 
Or shy cottage
Who resembles you? 
A virgin lark 
Or blond flower 
Who resembles love? 
Believing in you 
Who resembles a soul? 
Living in you 
Who resembles a heart? 
Pulsing for you
Who resembles a shadow? 
Walking beside you 
Who resembles a mirror? 
Reflecting your charm
All narrations of the past were illusion 
Not resembling you 
All butterflies of the world 
Were a tattoo in your hands 
Not resembling you 
All perfumes of the world 
Were a wine in your lips 
Not resembling you........ 

by Andrew Crisci |
Categories: fantasy, love, passion

THE WORD LOVE WOVEN ON THE HEART

I'd rather have the wings of a lark,
sing the word love woven on the heart;
feel a lover's sweetness
by kissing eager lips... 
to ignite true passion from a spark!

by Nick Dylan |
Categories: girl, love,

I saw her standing there

While sitting in the Park,
I have great lark,
And became cleaner air,
When I saw her standing there.

And all the time without you, 
I feel very very  blue,
Oh, changed world,
When I saw her standing there.

by Marie Harrison |
Categories: childhood, confusion, death, depression, family, happiness, health, history, introspection, life, loss, lost love, mother, natural disasters, nostalgia, passion, people, philosophy, sadlife,

No One Told Me

No One Told Me
A cement block is tied to my heart
Need a running start
At night my voice carries like a lark
Death’s arrow has hit its mark
My life is so dark
The side of the ocean is full of sharks
Some days I feel like such a tart
I used to be such a sweetheart
No one told me life would be so hard.

by Calvin Genereux |
Categories: lossme,

Trance

Trance
Hobbes

Eyes are blind,
Heavy heart.
Ties that bind,
Staggared start.
Trippy feat,
falling down.
Leaders meet,
Traitors drown.

In the dark,
Theres a light.
Hear the lark,
Brave the fight.
Humbleness,
Love is true.
Truly blessed,
Me and you.

Lift me high
On your wings.
We shall fly,
Song bird sings.
Never fall,
Never fear.
If you call,
I shall hear.

You're the one,
Set me free.
Next to none,
Destiny.
Hear my song,
Dare to trust.
Love is strong,
Hope a must.

Together,
It will come.
Forever,
Stops for none.
Passing glance,
perma-smile.
Happy dance,
Pure denial.

Its loves trance,
Take the trial.

by Robert Lindley |
Categories: desire, happiness, imagination, love, moon, night, passion,

Three Moons Barking

Three Moons Barking


Three moons barking, silvery shadow each
midnight echoes seek the night-lark glow
shining right there,yet just out of reach
Silver mist enchants the lovers scene
touching to increase precious memories
moonbeams wrap all in a brilliant sheen

Midnight dance,three moons plays the part
gifting a mood meant only for lovers
each sharing the others softly aching heart
Summer night set to hold this long embrace
deepest in the long tender kisses
love so set in stone,nothing can erase

Three moons barking, silvery shadow each
midnight echoes seek the night-lark glow
shining right there,yet just out of reach

Robert J. Lindley

by Alyssa Finley |
Categories: introspection, love, sad,

Cardiovascular Bait

The breeze brushes against an oak,
up the veiny bark and passed the lark,
Frictional rapping of leaves breathe to life
a thousand voiced whisper-
the softest bellow echoes
across the wild grass
Sweeps against her hair,
a sea of shining brass,
and enters the labyrinths
into a soul spun of broken dreams,
an empty web of rips and holes
and sodden, sullen gleams
Unraveling thread from her sleeve,
attaching bait for one last wish
her heart dragging from a string
so that she may catch
a fish.

by Michael Smith |
Categories: happiness, husband, love, song-uplifting, wife, song, song,

The Morning Song

Among the morning dark
I hear her song like meadow lark
Wake by ring in whispers sung
Within my head, pass hours tune
At dusk, her touch, her warmth, her hug
As lips asunder lyrics song “Husband, I love you”

by David Smalling |
Categories: nature,

Changes

The lark swilrs in flight
Leaves felt force on gold -
Among family again

                           ii

Green rolling down hills
Butterflies dancing in breeze
New heart finds old love

                            iii

The wind ploughs the hills
Swallows swim to meet the sun - 
The sky sows rain seeds
  
                             iv

Lightning throws fast ropes
Around thunders snorting fire -
Green grow grasses now

by Oluwatomisin Oyegoke |
Categories: nature, love,

Rain

Looking out my window as the sky goes dark
Watching as the trees dance wildly, happy as a lark
The wind singing as it races, making sounds of a race track
Then little droplets of rain start to fall
Lightly at first, then picking up speed as though answering an urgent call
 I love it when it rains
It finally slows everything calm
The air now fresh and sweet a healing balm
Butterflies and insects fill the area
I love it when it rains
Especially after a hot afternoon in my Nigeria

by Sneha Agarwal |
Categories: introspection, music

Memoirs!

Chime of winds
Swirls my heart
Bitter joy rings

Deep within wish
Take me away
Life moving hiss

Cascading timbre
Air grains dance
Signify true prayer

Memoirs of tale
Once whispered
Bells turn pale

Shouting orchids
Fragrance pure
Again ‘m allure

Following unseen
Same low beats
Cinnamon or chips

Rumble with bells
Whir Whir heard
Lost love yells

Rustle hustle heart
Sensing hidden 
Steel tubes lark

Wrapped and kept
Flowers and rods
Same state in-depth

Ringing and tinkling 
Aroma familiar
Wonder plus ponder

Happiness recalls
A crash of life
Chime bang storm

No vanilla anymore
Admire of melody
No more…just ignore



by Brian Strand |
Categories: nature, seasons,

THE SILVER CHAIN OF SOUND

soaring over the cornfield -
                                                 an exaltation of love

After George Merdith's poem -A Lark Ascending & Vaughn Williams music of the 
same name.

by theo constantinides |
Categories: love,

Dearest Heart


Do not look for me out on a plain;
For sure as life it will not rain.

Do not look for me far a yonder; 
For there i shall not ponder.

Do not look for me up in the skies;
there all but my spirit flies.

Do not look for me in hell bent fire;
For at peace i am with your desire.

Do not look for me on moss laden bark;
As i am not with the ferret or the lark-

But deep inside your dearest heart.