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Poem Details | by Maurice Yvonne |
Categories: break up, celebration, devotion, earth, i love you, i miss you, me,

A Cathartic Weave Of Three

listen, the whispers of leaves turn colour autumn is here. now that you are gone who will wake every morn to lift the sun unveil the sky etch in the clouds who will paint the rainbow? i had a dream and in the dream i wove you a poem i used the fiber of my character to create spools of silken thread dipped in the juices of my passion i dyed them in the colors of my imagination re-enforced each and every single strand with the strength of my love touch, the echoes of the rain - waters - blossoms spring. now that 'us' is just a word no longer with you as one i alone wind up metal toys cut out paper dolls the beach swept from under my feet the child in me flees. spun spools from the intricacy of my spirit designed a pattern to the rhythm of the music of my inner thoughts enamoured in your vision crystal beads gather on my brow as i toil your finely bred gift as i braid every part of me with every memory into every sliver of fabric taste, uncut snow shapes crisp cold ices the wintertide. instead now rusted a fools gold chain of loneliness hangs around my neck like a noose mourns a union that once had breath a twosome that now is dead. see, the sand sculptures paint rekindle a childhood summer past. sew in the loving glow emits my flawless dreams with my boiling blood initial my woven piece my work at an end i awake you lay there a wingless angel asleep smiling as if you heard a bell ring your boundless warmth embraces me the moon no longer smiles the stars no longer wink smell, seasonal airs stimulates senses memories they deliver. without a touch barely - i kiss you. in this my decade of one hope is a wickless candle the night just day without light in the glee, hopes and dreams, in the human spirit, lives the miracle of life. magnificent voices in every pitch deep and resounding, the melody of echoes and whispers – uncut. Jan 4 2017 With Love Armand


Poem Details | by Gregory R Barden |
Categories: forgiveness, heartbreak, heartbroken, lost love, love,

Tell the Night to Hold Me


I made for you, a castle
     But I built it in the sand
          I steadfastly tried to constrain the tide
               But the bastions didn't stand

I planned for you, an Eden
     With needs to see us through
          But the ripened fruits had corrupted roots
               And I fed them all to you 

          Tell the night to hold me
          I no longer have your arms
          I'll brood and swoon, cradled by the moon
          Still pining for your charms

          Tell the night to hold me
          June no longer follows May
          'Til the moonbeams, blue, drift me back to you
          I'll forget about you.every day.

I dreamed for you, a family
     With two parts that acted one
          Yet my truth's demise only bred goodbyes
               Lucid of the tales I'd spun

I wished for you a future
     Ripe with jubilance and mirth
          Still I left recanted and took for granted
               The measure of its worth

          Tell the night to hold me
          I no longer swim your eyes
          Instead I stare into vacant air
          And count the countless why's

          Tell the night to hold me
          'Til Apollo's old and gray
          For until the stars are not mine, but OURS
          I'll forget about you.every day.

I desired for you a partner
     Who would stand beside you, true
          Though that came to be, that man wasn't ME
               And it broke my heart in two

I promised you'd be happy
     And in ways, that's come to be
          Wed a man who's good - loves you as he should
               I just wish it had been me

          Tell the night to hold me
          It no longer heeds my will
          As I feared the most, I've become a ghost
          And I haven't tears to spill

          Tell the night to hold me
          For I've no more left to say
          Please remand what's just as I turn to dust
          And forget about you..

Every day..

          'Til I'm swept with wind, away.




Submitted on February 9, 2019
To the "Screwed XX" Poetry Contest
Rob Carmack, Judge & Sponsor.

* N/A'd in the "Heavenly Night" Poetry Contest, Vermillion Scythe, Judge & Sponsor, finalized on December 31, 2017*


Poem Details | by Rachel Kovacs |
Categories: caregiving, childhood, daughter, growing up, life, mother, mother daughter, nostalgia, women, me, home, cry, home, love, me,

Will You Tie My Shoes When I Grow Old

You were beautiful, 
my tiny child, 
wrapped tightly in my arms, 
close to my heart.
I listened to you breathing.
I counted your fingers
and your toes.
Helpless, 
you cried out to me
and I loved you
with every ounce of my soul.

Will you hear me
when I cry out? 
Will you hold me close
as I held you then? 

I remember the day
You took your first step.
There was no stopping you.
Your feet gave you freedom
to explore the world
like never before
but danger lurked.
I opened those doors anyway, 
cautiously, 
and introduced
you to the world.
Where will you be
when my legs
no longer run? 
no longer work? 
Will you realize
that I love
freedom too? 

I laugh
about that day
you first tied your shoe.
We tried and tried
to get that rabbit
in that hole
and you finally did it.
You pointed your toes
for everyone to see
how proud you were.

I am proud too, 
of my writing
and my drawing, 
of my needlework
and my cooking.
But my hands are beginning to ache
and my fingers will not bend.
I will lose the things
that make me proud
except for you.
Hopefully not you.
Will you let me
brag on you? 
Even tell wild stories
that are a bit beyond the truth? 
Will you be proud of me too? 

I waved good-bye
that morning when you left
on that large, yellow bus.
I was so scared.
I know you were too.
You waved at me bravely
through the dusty window
but I saw the water
forming in your eyes.
You came home, however, 
full of pride and joy.
You sang the alphabet song
and got most of it right.
You practiced for hours
until you could sing it
even in your sleep.

But 
I'm afraid.
I forgot
whether I took
my pills today or not.
I forgot
if I told this story before.
I even forgot once
who you were
and it terrified me.
My mind
is my treasure
the only thing I have left, 
and I heard you make
fun of me
for not remembering
that I gave you the
same gift as last year.
Will you love me
when I no longer
know who I am? 

You came home blushing
from the glow of
your first kiss.
Your first love, 
the one you thought was real.
You talked about him non-stop.
You changed for himYou gave.
But he left you anyway
for a blue-eyed girl
and I held you
while you cried for him.

I too have a
broken heart.
The love of my life
left me after
fifty-six years.
He left me here
to live life on my own
while he moved on
to another realm
And I cry for him too.
I long for his shoulder
and strong embrace.
I feel betrayed
because he and I
made a deal
that we would never
leave the other alone.
Yet I am alone
sitting in an echoing house
with no hands to hold.

You welcomed her home today- 
your tiny baby girl.
She has your eyes
and possibly your toes.
I see you counting them
as they roll me
into the room.
You finally came
to visit.
It has been a while.

You look up at me
with tears in your eyes
and ask
almost desperately, 

"Will she tie my
shoes
when I get old? "


Poem Details | by Linda-Marie SweetHeart |
Categories: love, me,

TOUCH

"TOUCH" I want to touch your life and leave a mark.. ..a deep impression.. So you will think of me and of my smile.. ..my sweet expression.. I long to touch your life and leave a sign.. ..a warm inscription.. So you will care for me and keep in mind.. ..a clear description.. I need to touch your life and leave a joy.,. ..an inspiration.. So you will love me soon in reality.. ..not imagination..
*For S.K.A.T.'s give it to me straight contest..


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: boyfriend, fun, happiness, i love you, me, smile, sweet,

Ice Cream

''Like Ice Cream''

Having ice cream with you, 
Brightens the entire portrait in my youth.
Like catnip for a cat 
-- the     Reese's    fun never stops!
Like monkeys in a zoo, above a tasty sherbet treetop.

Ice Cream with you!
How sweet,  the imagery of 31 different treats 
Cold butter and  salty Placid water, with the works 
Amaretto peaches, and slushy sauce  --- twerk
Dandelion haven- above a marshmallow rocky road
Fireflies flicker around the fresh Lemon Drop Sky
A delightful sundae breeze on the crest of my tongue 
 Soft frozen chocolate dessert, nothing can go amiss 
 
Ice Cream with You!
So many to choose from, 
Savor the delicious flavor 
---of Butterscotch homemade rum

There's no other place I'd rather be
Lost Inside this forever hazel mint joy scenery 
The ultimate indulgence in one icy bite
A cream coconut cherry delight 
-served on the side with apple pie
In a cup, on a cone, my vanilla waffle boy 
Everything-- about-- you-- roams free 
like tubs of ice cream dreams

Listen to the sound of soft sprinkles cinnamon
The happy feeling that melts when you're around
I'm packing a giant scoop of Ice Cream from your heart

Adoring and Embracing Life
Every time you say the words
...I love you...

:)


Poem Details | by Maurice Yvonne |
Categories: love,

How Do I Love Thee - Let Me Count The Ways


1.
and every time i see you it is for the first time 
still my heart skips a beat
and every time we kiss it is our first 
and there is nothing like that first kiss.
2.
and it is not just that i love you with every fibre of my being
but more important that i cherish it and treat it as my most
important priority. 
3.
and now i believe that 
nothing 
could have stopped me from loving you. 
even if we had never met i am convinced 
you would of monopolized my dreams.
4.
and I choose to believe the beauty spread freely
on earth sparkles just a hint brighter because 
we are so in love with one another.
5.
and to have shared my life with you as you have shared your
life with me apart or together always the better for the union 
we live.
6.
and I still own every crystal clear memory 
of every arbitrary kiss you unexpectedly left on my lips.
7.
and not yesterday
not tomorrow
now 
is the heaven of our existence.
8.
and we always knew 'why? fight the current if you can surf the waves'.
9.
and our mornings 
in the solitude outside our home 
where birds fly and salty dogs roam 
sharing that with you my love 
feels like the purest freedom available to all earthly life.
10.
and i love it when you slip under my skin like you would
our bed sheets after a long journey away.
11.
and even in the pitch of black, surrounded by the dark
my eyes shut and blindfolded i would not see the moon
or the stellar diamonds that hug the night sky but still i 
would see you.
12.
and if i hold you a little tight at times 
please blame my exuberance on the joyous life we've 
shared - every moment we've spent as a loving couple.
13.
and it is you my love who taught me 
the weeping willow not the mighty oak
represents the greatest strength in nature.
14.
and now I know my love the trust to unfold for your partner 
everything that is you (even the darkest parts of your makeup),
the comfort that there is nothing about you your partner won't accept
is a special love gifted to those who seek it with pure intent.
15.
and if the truth be known marriage isn't love, marriage is a contract 
unlike love contracts can be broken.
16.
and i will always be there to hold you when there are no words.
17.
and when i knew it was you i knew it would never be anyone else ever again.
18.
and if not for love then what?
19.
The Closing Soliloquy 

Sleep well my darling
Warm in my heart 
Tender in my thoughts 
Safe in my hold

and

I do
I hold you
Singular

Gift you happiness 
Like links on a chain 
Pure gold
Glitters
Like the brilliant sheen of hope 

and

Hope is
The greatest gift of all 

Sweet dreams my heart
Soft in the natural embrace of my undying love.

Dec 7 2015
armand 


Poem Details | by Terry O'Leary |
Categories: body, death, fantasy, kiss, love, me, morning, ocean, sea, winter,

The Stone

The Tale below was carved one night
Upon the Stone, by candlelight
...most won’t believe, but some just might
.........most won’t believe, but some just might



                         Preface

Well James made Beth his lovely bride
(And angels smiled, though teary eyed)
...their bodies bound, their spirits tied
.........their bodies bound, their spirits tied

Upon her hand, a shimmer shone,
As bright as blood, a ruby Stone 
...and brighter still, as love had grown
.........and brighter still, as love had grown

Soon James was sent to man a sail
So Beth removed her wedding veil
...her eyes were moist, her face was pale 
.........her eyes were moist, her face was pale

“Well, I’ll be here when you return”
Said Beth to James, who kissed in turn
...a kiss that made her body burn
.........a kiss that made her body burn



                         BETH’S TALE

1             The Dream

One night, within a dream deformed,
The cawing of a Crow informed
“...the Ship was struck where winter stormed
.........the Ship was struck where winter stormed

Midst winds and waves the thunder boomed
The Ship of Death was surely doomed
...the sea engulfed, the surf entombed
.........the sea engulfed, the surf entombed

Your James… deceived by Davy Jones! 
With spirit freed, his flesh and bones
...now rest amongst the ashen Stones
.........now rest amongst the ashen Stones” 



2              The Quest

Awoken by the ebon Wight
And beckoned by the baneful bight
...I left before the morning light
.........I left before the morning light

Throughout the realm I rode a roan
Until, in time, I reached the Stone
...where shades in dreams of darkness groan 
.........where shades in dreams of darkness groan 

While skipping up and down the sky
A missing moonbeam mocked my eye
...enough to make a Swallow cry
.........enough to make a Swallow cry

For someone stole a star or two
And something else that fate withdrew -
..my jewel of joy, my James Bijou   
.........my jewel of joy, my James Bijou

The shadows of the evening swelled
Where demons of the dusk had dwelled
...and in the far, a vesper knelled
.........and in the far, a vesper knelled

The Stone, beneath the sky, stood cold -
Between the runes, a vapour strolled
...a cloak of fleecy fog consoled
.........a cloak of fleecy fog consoled

A Raven on a branch, enthroned,
Her wings waved once, a wail intoned
...beyond the bay, a banshee moaned
.........beyond the bay, a banshee moaned

I lay beside the Stone, his bride
I lay beside the Stone and cried
...but were it I, instead, that died
.........but were it I, instead, that died

The rainbow of the moon fell dim
A midnight Swan soon ceased to swim
...as if to hide all hint of him
.........as if to hide all hint of him

Between the willows in the swale
Bewailed a Bird, a Nightingale
...which left me faint, my body frail
.........which left me faint, my body frail



3             Contact

I felt him breathe within a breeze  
Responding to my anguished pleas
...and leaves blew by abandoned trees
.........and leaves blew by abandoned trees

“Eternal love, my darling Beth” 
Enshrined within a final breath 
...re-echoed from the Ship of Death
.........re-echoed from the Ship of Death 

The Stone lit up a ruby sheen
And clouds were kindled crystalline
...with consequences, unforeseen
.........with consequences, unforeseen

Above, a wretched Raven soared
To where the Ship of Death’d been moored
...below, the icy ocean roared
.........below, the icy ocean roared



4              Release

I’m joined with James beneath the Stone,
Though to the Ship my spirit’s flown,
...for nevermore to be alone
.........for nevermore to be alone



                         Epilogue
That night the wayward winds were weird 
The Ship of Death had disappeared
...coyotes called and mortals feared
.........coyotes called and mortals feared

At dusk, the craven shadows crawled
At dawn, the winds of mourning called
...upon the Stone two names were scrawled
.........upon the Stone two names were scrawled

The Raven sits, with wings outspread,
Atop the Stone which shades the dead
...it sometimes shimmers ruby red
.........it sometimes shimmers ruby red



                         Epitaph
Between the sounds, where silence seeps,
Their love lives on and never sleeps
...and yet, the weeping willow weeps
.........and yet, the weeping willow weeps


Poem Details | by Catman Cohen |
Categories: angst, death, dedication, depression, funeral, love, mother, nostalgia, sad, song-words, song, write, old, day, me, old, song, write,

This Song is for my Mother

This song is for my mother
Let her hear me cry
I couldn’t bring myself to write it
‘Til this darkened day arrived
A song about old promises 
Made so long ago
Created and cremated
Ashes of the words I spoke

Long separated by the miles
Distanced from her golden smiles
Memory of a mother
Shared my dreams and really cared

Long separated by the miles
Distanced from her golden smiles
Mama…
I know I wasn’t there……

For you

Would have placed 
A magic carpet 
‘neath your weak and shaky legs

Would have raised
A strong west wind
Let you breathe with ease again

Would have bribed 
God’s venal angels
Come and soothe your endless pain

Would have vanquished
All the demons
And bring peace to you again

Be the child
I never knew
In a land
We won’t grow old

Be the light
I always loved
Warmed my dark 
And lonely soul

Be the girl
Playing games
In a world 
The sun won’t set

Be the laughter
Calms my heart
I never will forget
I won’t forget, won’t forget

This song is for my mother
Let her hear me cry
Couldn’t bring myself to write it
‘Til this darkened day arrived
Song about old promises 
Made so long ago
Created….cremated
Ashes of the words I spoke

I broke my promises, oh mama
Now you’ve gone away 
I’m broken
Drowning in the pain each day

I’m  drowning…drowning...drowning…drowning

This song is for my mother
Let her hear me…….



Poem Details | by elizabeth wesley |
Categories: love, me, me,

Still Waiting

You loved me just a little
You never loved me long;
But you gave my soul serenity
And gave my heart a song.

You loved me for a moment
I found it in your eyes;
But your mouth I could not capture
By temptation or surprise.

Sweet lips that I remember
With a poignant surge of pain
As one remembers fragrance
Of the softly falling rain.

Within this world of wonder
Without warning I feel sad;
The dream I hold still haunts me
For the kiss I never had.


Poem Details | by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: love,

Your Breath Within Me

Erased For  publishing


Poem Details | by Tammy Armstrong |
Categories: confusion, love, me, me,

A Mathematical Uncertainty

Can you count the times you’ve crossed me
And divide it by the times you disrespected me
Then multiply that by the times you hurt me
And come up with a figure?

Relatively speaking it’s a simple equation
Resulting in a drastic re-calculation of the outcome.

Can you give me the square root of the problem
That started this whole conundrum in the first place
And tally up the results and give me a statistical
Analysis comparing the amount of times you
Left me wondering why I’m on this earth 
Or if I’m not worthy of trust?

I’m sure the answer would be skewed resulting
In the necessity to rethink the control group.

I believe the right course of action would be to
Figure out the base and height of the love triangle
You thought I wouldn’t notice, and in case you didn’t know
It, I’m pretty good at trigonometry

Cause for me, who came into this problem with
Total devotion and a faithful trust, this doesn’t 

Add up.


Poem Details | by SKAT A |
Categories: devotion, girlfriend-boyfriend, loveme, heart, heart, love, me,

TRUE LOVE

          True love 

I love the way you make me love you
Love the way you step my heart on the ground.
When you walk into the room
I love the way you do not even look at me.
You take my breath away
With all the words you say,
I fell in love with you more 
The day you walked out the door.
I love how strong you became
I love the way you always hang up the phone
I can't get enough of you 
When you want me out of your face.
True love came to me all of a sudden 
When you dumped me in our special place.

I take my self back into your arms,
only when I am asleep.
I know I brought your heart a little harm.
Now the boat has turned making my love weep.
You do not bother with my charm
All you do is give me the cold shoulder.
In my book of love, you will get over it soon
In the mean time you are my true love
No matter if I have to do it all by myself.
Until than I will not give you the pleasure
Of forgetting  what you gave up.
Stop teaching me the lesson of pay back
Stop playing hard to get,
My one and only TRUE LOVE
 
         SKAT


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: adventure, art, beauty, love, me, moon, night, time, world,

Moonlight Madness

MOONLIGHT MADNESS

The moon falls out like a secret above the frisky clouds
Daylight and night the stars come in crowds
Like a glistening diamond, I can't stop staring
Mixed-up in that moment that has no time sharing

Holding onto the tip of the tree limbs like a puppeteer
I can hear the words the moon whispers into my ear

TONIGHT! 
I will illuminate into a world only I know of
My very own little secret sparkling island getaway
A world where beauty hides the beast
I'll be the only exile under a sunless night feast

TONIGHT! 
I'm going to pass on all my secrets away---
As I have on my dreaming moonlit gear
Comfort upon this mundane wonder, astronomical sphere

TONIGHT!
I looked one last time at the mooned night
I will close my eyes, and find myself in a box kite flight.

TONIGHT! 
I will lay myself down to sleep, 
Not allowing my imagination to rinse off with wild sheep
Like a Nightingale, I rather sit and serenade myself to sleep
With the refreshing thought, the moon is like the pillow I keep

In this mad, mad world!
The moon seems to be the only object that holds it's sanity
Arousing me with it's inner peace and spirituality  


Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: caregiving, love, me,

- Show Me Your Face -


                                           Do not hide your face
                                    Let me see your beautiful eyes
                                          Do not hide your tears
                                          Let me wipe them away
                                         Do not hide your wounds
                                             Let me comfort you
                                            You should know that
                                             you are not alone 
                                    Do not be subdued by falsehood
                                          jealousy and backstabbed
                                       Raise your head and be proud
                                       Show me your face your grief
                                   No one has the right to judge others
                                   They must sweep for their own door






15.04.2013
A-L  Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved


Poem Details | by Dale Gregory Cozart |
Categories: color, imagery, lost love, metaphor,

Take Me Somewhere Exotic

The pungence of heartbreak swelters
in the tangled dreadlocks of love-lies-bleeding
Take me somewhere exotic
to breathe not the foul aroma
of disappointment and despair
Show me fields laced with frangipani and orchids
in colors sweet and light as daydreams
Find me seafoam fields poppied
with pomegranate and honey 
opium of jasmine lilting on a leeward drowse
delicious sift of sand drifting
warm and soft between my toes
as coral breezes court flamingo scapes
with pina colada suns
and I drift in and out of hibiscus euphoria
Let a mist of cockatoos flutter
in lapis skies puffed with fat feather clouds
parrots and toucans preening
like a rainbow shimmer
Tingle my pineapple senses
through the afterglow of mango afternoons 
Create visions of paradise
in the cerulean of hyacinth
and never bring me back

7/19/17


Poem Details | by SKAT A |
Categories: abuse, adventure, anger, betrayal, deep, fire, hate, how i feel, love, me, sleep, world,

Sleeping With The Enemy

SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY

See what you want to see
Don't Look at me!
You are staring you are watching;
Eat what you can't be

Come sleep by my side
The whole world is our playground
Don't make a sound
Stop clowning around

In the mist of the night,
You keep me from crying

I wipe off the taste of your lips
You kiss me starting at my inner hips
You broke me in a way..
I hate to say your love is better every day 
I deny you, the one thing I can't say

You are my pillow
Where I rest my legs,
Can you feel me~
This moment feels right
I just want to die here, 
Die here ~ 
Die here by your side

I sleep with my eyes wide open,
I sleep with the enemy by my side
Come here and hold me
After you watched my worlds collide
Come here and love me
I'm yours till the end of time
You can rock me!
Under the moon and its rhyme
I put it all to a side, how I hate you inside
I can't let go
I just want you to know
I'm a fool in love with you
Even if it doesn't show!

~SKAT~
12- 7- 10


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: adventure, art, beauty, journey, love, me, moon, passion, peace, world,

MOON and SEA

~Moon & Sea~

Hey, boy won't you open that door?
Let's sing and walk by the shore

Come and spread out your eyes
Block looking for reasons, and ways?

The cosmos are more than a space to explore
Don't hide when I need...Plus more.

Finish playing a master in disguise!
Let's find the perfect sunrise, sunset surprise

Put your arms around me
Allow your moon to reflect off my sea

Too much time has passed you by
Come outside with and view the horizon up high

I've got my eyes set upon you
There's no need to feel blue

Hey, boy comes, climb up this tree!
I'm going to show you all the things you can't touch, you can't see.

Let's fit the luxury and beauty of this world into our play.
Don't say them words that will set me free to walk away.

Take this kiss and see how it feel deep within your heart.
Close your eyes in my garden, and draw with the fragrance of art

I want to take you into that space, astronomy love.
Making it easy to float with the clouds way up above.

Glide away from the blame of gravity and self-destruct 
A bounce of the dust of hurt when you fall and get cut.

Boy, let's hold in this perfect air together.
Leave the cold end of someone else's weather.

Follow me beyond the distance of chemistry.
I will expose your moon and explain the physics of my sea

Give it another chance and you will see!
Your moon, is skin deep, needing water from me

Turn on the tune in your heart, and listen to me
In every sunrise, the moon entwines with the sea


Poem Details | by Jimmy Anderson |
Categories: girlfriend-boyfriend, love, passionme, love, me, passion,

Hoping You Can Feel Me

I sit alone and I think of you, hoping you can hear me
If I close my eyes just before I sleep, I can see you more clearly
Even where I am now, where everything is dark
I can feel you here beside me, gently tugging at my heart!

Anxiously, I wait to hear a precious word or two
Something to let me know you feel me as much as I feel you
I take the blame and apologize for these nights I have denied you;
But this gives me time to love your mind before I lay beside you!

Let me take away your pain; wipe away your tears and guide you
Let’s make love by pen and paper before I meld with you
I hope my words don’t sound too strong but passion has no fear
Each breath I breathe like ecstasy that has built up during this year!

There is no cure for what I feel it’s just the pain that ails me
All prescription meds from the medical doctors have failed me;
And I know this is a lot to take in but I mean each word sincerely
This hungry letter sent with love and passion hoping you can feel me! 

Note:  Written for Audrey Carey's Sentimental Love Letters" Contest


Poem Details | by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories: nostalgiamom, me, night, candy, day, me, mom, night, time, high school, i love you,

Time Machine

Ride with me on my time machine to a different time and place
Return with me and let me see if I can put a smile upon your face
To the days of AM radio and the TV was black and white
To lying in a grassy field and counting stars at night
Popcorn and soda in the balcony at a Saturday matinee
Parades led by the High School Band on Decoration Day
Dressing up and going door to door on the night of Halloween
Cigarettes rolled in your shirt, pretending to be James Dean
Pep rallies before the football games, everybody stand and cheer
Going in the woods with your friends at night, sharing a quart of beer
That feeling inside, turning red, when she smiled at you at the dance
Wanting to kiss her goodnight, but you were afraid to take a chance
Playing chase tag at night in the neighborhood, hiding behind a tree
Holding hands with your first steady, so all your friends could see
Medicine Show at the end of town in a giant canvas tent
Saving pennies for a rainy day, fasting on candy for Lent
Going for a Sunday ride with Mom and Dad in the family car
Playing in the yard at night, putting lightning bugs in a jar
Drag racing on that long stretch of road, Chevy was hard to beat
Stealing peaches from a neighbor’s tree, always seemed so sweet
Riding bikes all over town, never knowing the meaning of fear
Identifying cars by their tail lights, make and model and year
News and Stooges at the theatre before the movie starts
Valentine’s day I love you written on tiny candy hearts
Easter bonnets and picking flowers for Mom on Mother’s Day
Opening day at the community pool the last weekend in May
Sock hop in the auditorium, collar up, trying to play it cool
Meeting friends at the usual place, everyday after school
Six for a quarter on the juke box, music that would move your soul
Return with me now to those glory days and the birth of rock and roll.


Poem Details | by Heather Ober |
Categories: love, nature, me, light, light, me,

Fireflies

It's so dark outside, my eyes can't distinguish where sand meets waterSomehow, dusk has come and gone, plunging the evening into darkness
 
But even as my eyes yield to this opaque absence of light, my other senses heightenI can hear the crash of waves as they abuse the shoreline, sending foaming water up the beach in icy streamsI'm lulled by the sound of polished pebbles colliding like marbles as they recede with the wavesI can feel the sea's cool mist against my face, taste its salt on my lipsThe scent of seaweed drifts on the breeze in gentle wafts - and then, slowly, the faintest whiff of smoke  

I glance over my shoulder, where a tiny dot of light penetrates the darknessIt's a beacon on this cool night, and I walk slowly toward it, digging my toes into the soft sand with each step.


dim moonlight peeks through thinning clouds-- fire crackles
He's still there, stoking the fire, feeding the flames until the heat is tangibleThe air wavers between us like a veil - a line I want to crossHe stirs up clouds of smoke, stirring feelings within me as I watch his busy handsI wait patiently for him to notice my approach, and when he does, my breath catches.
rainbow flames burst from seasoned maple-- blue eyes sparkle
I watch golden light flicker across his skin, softening the lines of his faceHe abandons his task, moving around the fire until he stands before me, smiling as if he knows my heart is thundering in my chest He waits for a painstaking moment to passThen he kisses me with toasted marshmallow lips, pulling me down into his lap to watch the sparks rise like fireflies into the breathless night.


Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: lost love, love, me, music, old,

Sweet Ghost Valentine

An old house I am led to -it is the symbol of Memories in cobwebs - like those of old lost love. A storehouse for so many things buried in my mind. I open up its creaking door to see what I might find. Lovely notes of music come wafting down its stairs So poignant is its melody that my poor heart tears. It brings to me the image of one afternoon When I walked with someone in summer by the dune. I listen to the tickling of the ivory Picturing two people splashing each other by the sea. The music now is drifting to me soft and low. I see the setting sunWe’re bathed in crimson glow. Beautifully and slowly the notes keep being played. In the arms of my old love rhythmically I’m swayed. The keys of the piano now are pounding fast. In the moonlight he and I are making love at last. Finally the keys are played as if they were caressed. And a bitter sweetness swells within my breast. Slowly creeping up the stairs I go to learn the truth. Who has played this long-time buried memory of youth? On the old piano’s bench, I see an imprint lies, And I think I can hear my phantom lover’s sighs. Sweet ghost valentine, will you please return And play again that melody of love for which I yearn? For the Sweet Valentine Poetry Contest of Nayda Ivette Negron


Poem Details | by colin mitchell williams |
Categories: lost love, lovebutterfly, love, me,

Butterfly Landings

Butterfly Landings 



It’s a precarious perch
High by a skydive
In such a leap of faith
A leap of love
Circumnavigates these boots of Earth
Fellow to the stratospheres
These butterfly landings
Of you in my heart

Destinies lance
Has shot me full to the sun
On the twirling chant sung
Ever re initiates
And sounds the river onward runs
Always
Of your name
Settles red iridescence
To tip the scales
These butterfly landings
Of you in my arms

I see you in precognitions
Flashes
In my obsessions of your hair
Lip-syncing to the kisses 
In my passions of your eyes
Where my heady desires evolve
This molecular bonding’s
These butterfly landings
Of you inside my soul

It’s a precarious perch
To expressive to encapsulate
How much I love you
It’s a peculiar laugh
That admits I have never even met you
But all of you inexorable
I am conceded to the pull
I am bound to the groundings
In these butterfly landings
Of you







( Everything I am
  Everything I do
  Wrapped inside
  Those landing butterflies
  I cannot express
  In any vocabulary of words
  Only in the dictionary of unspoken eternals
  Lay the definitions of
  
  How much I love 
  How much I need 
  How much I want 

  You 

  They beg with you
  This man on bended knees
  How this strength in me
  Pleads

  Come back to me

  Come back to me )



 



Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: love, passionme, me,

To Breathe "You" In....

Your beautiful name, echoing throughout my thoughts

"Everyday!"....But I never tell you this?

Sometimes when I breathe, I close my eyes to imagine

Breathing, everything that you are, to me, deep within....

And it is then, when I can feel your heart, beating, next to mine

As I hold you in my arms, my soul melting, to these rushing waters, inside

These dreams of countless moments, that I dream, with you by my side

Sometimes it hurts, so profoundly, this pain, when you are not there

These endless reflections, which tear at my being, my existence

Mixed amid smiles of longings, of what I hope, may someday be!?

Every beat, every breath, every second of my life

Filled with you, and you alone, forever in my sight!

I do not need to paint these things, upon a canvas of colors

For what good are they, to me anymore? 

When all I want, they can no longer hold; because, they hold not "You"

My eyes are saddened sometimes, as they desire your beauty, but find you, never there

My soul~How can I explain this, yearning that I have!?

How? As I question, what happened upon this path?

For it seems so long, since I have felt this way....

These searing flames, more and more, everyday! 

And all I know, is that right now, as I breathe you in

A thousand years, would not be enough, time, to share with your life

Anything, less than eternity, I believe, would tear me in half

This, is how much, I truly love "You!"

And not even the most amazing words, within this world, that were ever written

Could make it any truer~As I gaze, into your endless eyes ~

I would give you the stars, this I know, as I have given you my life

To walk along the shore with "You"~To walk, through the tides of time....

Is all that I shall ever want, and all, that I shall ever need!

Watch me bleed, without your splendor, here ~

Can you feel my passion? Can you feel my love?

Calling to "You," within every moment, that I wake

Dreams, inside my heart~My raging soul, which burns, for "You"

A torch, until the ends of time~Can you hear it, calling too!?

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To breathe, your beauty, within....


Poem Details | by elizabeth wesley |
Categories: love, me, me,

When He Came

I waited for him as the soldier comes
With a beating of drums and trumpet call;
But he arrived instead with a quiet tread
That my ears never heard at all.

I thought he would come like the blazing sun
And claim me for his bride;
But in the soft twilight of a starlit night
He stood there at my side.

I thought he would come as loud thunder
That shouts to the midnight skies;
Instead he came as a whisper
And the finger of love touched my eyes.

I dreamed of the fire that shone in his eye
Might give mine a more tender glow;
But I saw in his face a more intimate grace
That I discovered not long ago

I thought he would come in the tumult
Of ten thousand voices in song;
Instead he came in soft silence
And brought me to where I belong.

I hoped would come to incite my soul
As seas are split by storm's strife;
But he brought me balm of a sublime calm
And tranquility that crowned my life.


Poem Details | by Lin Lane |
Categories: fantasy, love,

That Dawn, a Goddess Found Me: Collaboration with Robert Lindley

An early morn mist that fadeth away
revealeth the goddess that stole this heart.
In radiance, her hair shone as blazing gold
soft-born winds welcomed her that fine day.

Her approach held me silent and steadfast
earth and sky both envied her elegance.
Nothing on earth could her power dispel
nothing could her love's depth ever outlast.

Transfixed, my frozen legs refused to act
for her magnificent beauty brought me fear.
Fear of not knowing why at me she gazed
I wished my lustful thoughts, I could retract.

O' Blessed day, when I saw that loving smile,
her warmth cast forth to calm this lonely soul.
With heart relieved and soul stripped bare,
I saw love's truth, in it was no human guile.

Then, she took my trembling hand and said
words that will forever burn in this glad heart,
"I chose you, for thy spirit needs true love's gift
and with it comes relief from all thou dost dread." 

She led me to paradise through beacons of gold.
Emerald eyes sparkling, brighter than the sun.
I watched as mischief grew in the vixen's orbs.
She woke this heart that long ago had grown cold.

Alas,  she spoke to me in a gentle lilting voice,
sweet symphonies she crooned in my willing ear.
Beyond the realm of all opulent Utopian dreams
my spirit rose aloft with her In love, we rejoice.

Up to the stars then to the dark side of the moon.
Ere long we rested where no eyes could intrude
upon tender kisses she bequeathed to my lips.
My lovely goddess surrendered to me in a swoon.

O' what depth of passion between us doth lie.
Breath mingled with breath until the sun rose.
Within my arms she stirred, but for a moment
then snuggled closer with a soft angelic sigh.

She had chosen me to love in that early morn mist.
From dawn to dawn she endowed her glorious gift;
the gift of love, 'twas like no other I had ever known.
My golden haired goddess, lips longing to be kissed.


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Written with admiration for a talented poet...Robert Lindley
Robert, thank you for the journey among the brightest stars.


Poem Details | by Pandita Sanchez |
Categories: blessing, love,

When Love Found Me

When Love Found Me
What a wonderful, magical surprise! Sometimes love arrives in disguise. I never saw this coming, never anticipated such an awesome blessing. I was at the right place, when I spied your sweet, handsome face It was at the right time, calling me your goddess was a sign and I knew you were mine. I had been a sad, little bird with no songs to sing, with only broken wings, working my way through some hurtful things.
But you came along, a real man, offering me strong, broad shoulders to lean on. It was a slow process getting back on track, but you willingly took the burden off my back. You showered me with loving attention, tenderness, kindness, and consideration. Nurturing and cherishing me each step of the way, you build my confidence and trust each day. Thank you for helping my fragile heart to mend; thank you for helping me become whole and to love again!
05-26-2014 Contest: Best love poem #3" Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A Placement: 10th


Poem Details | by Anne Currin |
Categories: love,

Darling, you dragged me in too deep

Darling, you dragged me in too deep 
And abandoned me like an anchor in a lonely sea
You shouldn't make promises that you can't keep

I was doomed once suspicion began to creep 
As it swam in your words that lacked in honesty.
Darling, you dragged me in too deep

Please tell me, did you lose an inch of sleep 
Making empty promises and cheating on me?
You shouldn't make promises that you can't keep

I should've listened to doubt upon taking a leap, 
Love should carry no doubt; certainty is key
Darling, you dragged me in too deep, 

This torturously lonely sea does weep 
That you could ever reach such a cold degree
You shouldn't make promises that you can't keep, 

But apparently I'm a promise not worth keeping; 
If you want to call this love, I'll say it can't be
Darling, you dragged me in too deep,
You shouldn't make promises that you can't keep.

By Anne Currin 


Poem Details | by Michael Jordan |
Categories: forgiveness, friendship, imagination, life, love, nature, friend, me, people, day, friend, me, people, red,

Ode to the Redwood

I was once a little twig with dreams of being a mighty tree
So people would come from all around just to look at me
As the years started to come and go I fell in love with the wind
I would open myself big and wide swaying to the music of my friend
My rings became many and my bark was as red as red could be
Then the day finally came I was the tallest of the tallest trees
I stood tall and I stood proud and everyone knew my name
As my rings continued recording my destiny to fame
Then the fateful day it came my friend and I had a fight
Looking back I can't recall who was wrong or right
I said, "You are but the wind something people can't even see"
" And I'm the king of them all the tallest of the tallest trees"
That night the wind started to howl she really started to blow
And I the tallest of all the trees learned we reap what we sow
My roots struggled to hold on tight but without a soul around
She who had been my dearest friend knocked me to the ground
The loggers came and cut me up then shipped me away
To my soul that truly was a sad and lonely day
Torn from all I knew and loved wishing I didn't have to feel
I was cut into boards and post down at the local mill
Now I'm back here at home just a few feet away
From where my friend the wind and I used to dance and play
I'm the deck on which you stand I lay below your feet
There is a bench made of me would you care to have a seat
Sometimes in life our roles change just take a look at me
The trick is no matter who are what you are be all you can be
See I was once a little twig who became a mighty tree
And now I'm a redwood deck as proud as proud can be
And of my friend the wind she visits me everyday
So I can thank her once again for helping me find my way


Poem Details | by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: absence, feelings, future, love,

There Will Never Be A Sunset Without Me Thinking Of You

There are long years to come ,and I know I would never lick fresh sweetness from the sugar of your lips Nor will I taste the salty tears of last goodbyes But my beloved... there will never be a sunset without me thinking of you I'll think of you with perpetual affection As I stroll by the river,I seek your reflection I touch you,I'd feel you through fragments of memories Memories of better times Of flowers and breeze,Vineyards and fields I touch you in memories that will never leave I see you,I see you with the eyes of a child born blind beyond the perception of shade and light I see you in the same way He sees his world, and lives each dream With a crazy sensation of intense hues above the spectrum of unrecognized blues And I love you, but how do I love you I love you with all that I was and all that I'll be I love you with my silence and solitude With my spirit's exhale,and all that is me I love you with the depth of where my heart resides Between what is real,faith,and where illusion abides I love you not with my flesh and bone But with a bleeding emotion that lives in my infinite soul


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: addiction, adventure, betrayal, cute love, day, deep, devotion, me, morning, smile,

AWAKE

AWAKE  ~ IN and OUT ~

Spring arising, before morning light,
I walk under the new epic sun
The aroma of yesterday, gone
Today's the day that will follow tomorrow
I quickly walk a certain walk
Unique is all I can display
Watery eyes staying in the past
While vehicles pass and pass
Crosses lacking faith
I stay awake and mend with my fate
Foggy toys, I want to play
I can't keep up with all your kicks
I look, I stare, at the walls
Bright and early, I step on old dolls
I stay and feel, the way you want
Lifeless, and still so full of energy
Mad words, unconscious forces
My sweet needs, now reside inside of you
Mad, sad, and outside the box
You close every door and keep me away from dark

You only allow me to feel your morning light
Why can't you let me see what's behind the shadows?
Why do you turn on all the lights? 

I'm here the way you want me to be
Happy, and merry, for the world to see
This blindness will continue to spot
Unless you wake up first and remove the dot
You gave me the thirst, you once knew
So filthy, so full of  -spew
Under this closed freaking door
I'm exposed like the midday sun
You bang my head on the wall,
You killed me in a way that made me feel!
I only answer to your call
In and out a hoop~ like a ball
In me, you can not find any real dreams!
Inside you filled me with a raging scream

Sssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 
I'm in wonder around your air castle
Strange and hung on your mantle
Stepping on a one footed slave

Alert, alert Am I!!!
I shake, we kiss, I wake,
You sleep...........................
I zip all things into one zipper.
Pounding my hands against my ears
Crazy, taking a jab upon all jabs
Crazy, you say~ that's me everyday
I'm up and I caress the photo we once had
I lay only staring at you once more
I awake before I sleep
Your promises I keep
In me~ you are also in deep
My stars change everyday
Waiting for you, to pull the trigger
Still wishing to be a sun digger

You can't touch or loosen the knots
Together we will daydream our way to the top
I make your nerve system come alive, 
We run into the wind and listen
Quietly in our chamber of thoughts
Near and far, we both nod off
In this daily race, with no face
No space, 
I caught myself awake, 
The day I fell asleep for you.

by;PD