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Poem Details | by Morgan Tate |
Categories: addiction, crazy, creation, desire, earth, first love, hope, i love you, identity, innocence, journey, joy, kiss, life, longing, lost love, march, me, missing, nature, nostalgia, paradise, peace, people, river, sad love, sin, sky, smile, spring, together, tree, water, weather, wind, youth,

like diamonds

two hits and i’m hanging off cliffs, listening to water


watching moss fall like snowflakes.

nothing holding my heels down but gravity, irrelevant to me.

the little girl exploring the ocean floor, the caves that once held entrancing treasures.

even tactile pain drives me into a gust of euphoria.

my heart beats (slower than it should), but the trees don’t mind.

the four shades of green blend to create a forest-

with each exhale, branches move in tandem.

and a salty tear falls from my eye,

reminiscent of what once was here.

Poem Details | by Janis Thompson |
Categories: autumn, love, moon,

March Moon

 March Moon

Delight me in the Vernal Equinox
and pull me softly to your waiting lips
quivering with desire and evening scent 
surrendered in a night of tender touch
furtive hours of welcomed, warm embrace.

Love's fancy plays a duet in the dark  
a quickness to enchant in cooling air 
leaves whisper with the crying winds for
swooning spirits hand and hand
will waste no time.

Let's make a bond beneath March midnight moon
remembering the kiss that’s taken flight
ascending through the corridors of cosmos,
a promise for the angels
who've caught sight.


Poem Details | by E.J. Smith |
Categories: death, sad, love,

March, 1997

A veil of darkness
Fallen on the town
There's a monster here
A sweet, innocent life cut down.
One so free who knew no fear
Why be afraid
With love so constantly near?
For love is what he was
Helping others, always giving.
Now, selfish, twisted, murderous ways
Means our "Little Mark" is no longer living
Among us with his smile so sweet
But will spend eternity's days
At the Father's feet.

Poem Details | by Andrew Crisci |
Categories: love, march, spring,


winds scatter 
wicks left by winter...
snow melts revealing barren soil.
is late
impatience in me...
to kiss Lucy on lush meadows.
with sweet
whispers rise
to the dazzling clouds....
anticipating more mild days.

Copyright ( c ) 20015 by Andrew Crisci

Poem Details | by Rainbow Promise |
Categories: fantasy, funny love, giggle, humorous, imagination, poetry,

March Of The Footle - This Old Rhyme

Old Billy
Was a silly.

Owned a knife
He had a wife.

Went hunting
For Bunny Buntin.

Who ate carrots
And talking parrots.

His wife got to cooking
As he started hooking

Many big fish
For a silvery dish!

Poem Details | by Lu Loo |
Categories: love, passion,

March Of The Footle

March Of The Footle Contest
Sponsor: Timothy Hicks

Our Favorite Flower

white rose
love grows


Love Me Every Hour

time stop
clothes drop


Let's Devour

hold me
break free


Tallest Tower

up high
let's fly


Affection's Power

hold me
love thee


Never Glower

please stay
don't stray

Date Written: March 3, 2016

Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: love, people, relationship, march,



You posed the question, 
My dear,
What “always” means
When I say, You, 
I love.

Answer unable was 
I to give,
My soul that had spoken the word,
I asked and
The answer came, from
The depths of depths
Of her heart,

“By always” she said,
“This is what I mean, 
To love her: 
From dawn till dusk
From January to December
From the cradle to the grave to 
The beyond and then to
Dawn again!"

©Demetrios Trifiatis
    04 March 2013 

*Inspired by Eileen’s Manassian Ghali poem:
     “How Long is Your Always”
        Posted, 03 March 2013

Poem Details | by SHARLOTTE NEWAN |
Categories: beauty, color, green,

I love you in green---march 2015

I love you in green

why you lay upon the prettiest hills

I have ever seen.

around the mouth of the Lakes

from far and near

Beautiful green grass I see

waving as the wind blows

ever so lovey , standing tall.

a luscious green covering of

grass over this mother earth.

I love you in green

as I hear hole in one,

while watching a little white ball

rolling on smooth green tuff,

golf is the name of the game

but the color green that I so love

is what driving me in sane.,because

I love green.

Poem Details | by Eve Roper |
Categories: march, nature, , sweet love,


March, you come with Love's labor, a gust of nature a spring of warmth Rain heralds its life – giving power, wet and wonderful too colorful, green, fresh, and beautiful Grassy strands are woven for restful nesting Fluttering butterflies taste sweet love where sun warmth cradled in its arms Silhouette turns their sleepy heads towards the horizon as they dream, arising to early sound of morning dawn 4/19/2017

Poem Details | by Hina Patel |
Categories: daughter, children, life, love, motherme, march, me,

She said

Who will take care of me
who will tuck me in at bedtime
who will wake me up in the morning
'who will' was in every question that she had
along with the truly innocent flow of tears of motherly need 
when I parted her from me for the first time 
on march 21st 2010

who will say goodnight momsi
who will lay an arm around me and 
who will sing along with me at night
'who will' was in every question that I had
along with the true hearted love of a mother
when I lay here alone with litte darlings thoughts
on march 21st 2010



Poem Details | by Rick Parise |
Categories: march, nature, spring, true love,

And In A Breath

And in a breath 
Cold dark and damp
That Winters grip 
Should finally pass

In days of new
And peaceful light
Each subtle thought 
Lost in flight 

Where trickling streams 
Flow with ease
And murmurous words 
Taunt and tease

And you my dear
Sweet Springtime dove
We bloom of beauty
Through endless love

Poem Details | by Reason A. Poteet |
Categories: celebration, march, parents, princess, smile,

People Love a Parade

Parades prepared for pleasure and pageantry.
Phalanx of performers pound the pavement;
percussion sets the pace; piccolos lead.
Princes and princesses pass by on floats;
painted clowns pantomime, making kids smile
Patient pedestrians peddle their wares while
policemen patrol the streets for problems.
Patrons and parents pack the parking spots
peeling their eyes for a parader they know.
Politicians pitch peppermints and promises.
Parades leave us pleased but played-out.

written March 27, 2018
contest:  Silent One's, Alliteration

Poem Details | by Denise Doe |
Categories: family, happiness, love, nature, nostalgia, peace, places, love,

My Garden March 2000

I love my garden,
my beautiful place.
The perfume surrounds me,
of scented flowers abound.

There is so much love in my garden,
my special place.
where I often sit and contemplate,
the endless love of my family...encircles.

I love to sit here in my garden,
where a head full of thoughts unfold.
I love to sit in my garden,
my very special place...

Poem Details | by Alyssa Hernandez |
Categories: boyfriend, lost love, relationship,


I’ve known you more than
But lately it feels like we
Never met
On that warm March night
Under the stars and in that overbearing feeling of
Forced awkward small talk and politeness. 
Who have you become?
Who have I become?
Those days we’ve bathed in our love 
Can be counted on both hands but
The feelings of guilt,
Anger, frustration,
Fear of not being enough,
Immense emotional pain and
Worst of all
The need for this all to end
The want for a life without
Can be counted by the stars 
We were under
With that overbearing feeling of forced awkward small talk
And politeness.


Poem Details | by Adeyela Adeyemi |
Categories: change, confusion, depression, destiny, heartbreak, journey, lost love,

Lead Me Not To A Shadowless March

Lead me not to a shadowless march
Whence love and lust seek to merge
Two steps behind, a step afar
Things of the heart we tend to drag.

Lead me not to a shadowless march
A strange road; a slouchy soul
Two to tow with dragging toes
Too far behind a glimpse of hope.

Lead me not to a shadowless march
Crossbite or snare, the road impels
Thither or not, a soul despairs
Stalled beyond, a tale to tell.

Lead me not to a shadowless march
Sweat and blood, I've come this far
The king is tipped, much less to spar
A tale at hand, I'll live to bear.

Poem Details | by Renee Asbury |
Categories: love, change, love, me,

March 25, 2005

At times you make me love you 
So content with our dreams 
No questions in my mind 
We are meant to be
In return there are times I can not breathe 
As questions haunt my thoughts wondering if you love me 
Nightmares as I lay awake 
Trying to maintain this state 
Knowing times will change again 
And we will be best friends 
And so I pray as these times change 
We will never end 
Always bringing us back together 
This time taking us to our 

Poem Details | by Michelle Smith |
Categories: baby, beautiful, celebration, christian, christmas, devotion, true love,

March 25th: Announcement

9 more months of the Virgin's pregnancy Divine --
Her Incarnate "Yes" becomes your Joy, and mine.

Poem Details | by Haxer Ling |
Categories: absence, child, farewell, grief, i miss you, love, war,

March Back Home

I didn’t know
That when I said “Goodbye”
It was really farewell.

Always the hero,
The people’s saviour.
You saved them,
But you can’t save me.

March home to me my child,
March back to me my love,
You are my life,
You were hero,

March back home to me.