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Poem Details | by Maurice Yvonne |
Categories: lost love, love hurts,

C'est La Vie


They had fought. He left without a word... ...while she was sleeping. She threw on the gown she had worn for him the night before, pushed off the china vase and blooms he had given her. She watched them fall in...s l o w...m o t i o n, listened to them crash to the floor... ...sat on the window sill, where the bouquet and container had been. She proclaimed to the world "c'est la vie!". She was alone but at least... ...she was the only flower.
22~10~2014 Sponsor: Judy Konos Contest Name: c'est la vie


Poem Details | by Le'Rita Clark |
Categories: black african american, death, life, loss, love, sad, teen, girl, girl,

Sweetest Love Note

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."

Poem Details | by Nina Hernandez |
Categories: angst, daughter, death, depression, devotion, family, fantasy, imagination, love, mother, sad, dark, dark, rose,

The Rose

Once bloomed a rose so young and fair
With dark brown eyes and long black hair

Beside her be a tall dark tree
Whose branches stretch to smother thee

Too close beside the shadowy bark
That soon begins to leave its mark

She cries for help, but none shall hear
Her thorns too sharp, who’d dare go near?

To save this rose, who’d risk their life?
With naught to gain but pain and strife

Alone, afraid, she lays to rest
Her heart beats low inside her chest

And with the hour growing near
She sheds her final grieving tear

And so the rose soon falls asunder
Her final day, eternal slumber

She lies beside the old dark tree
The only one who mourns for thee

Poem Details | by Michael Degenhardt |
Categories: death, hope, inspirational, loss, love,

Love Never Ends

I wept upon the news deployed
For now within, exists a void
My heart has stopped, it’s turned about
For life with love is now without
Now cast away, the physical form
I await the fate, to be reborn

To one day greet you there, again
The Gates of Heaven then let us in
Hand in hand, we move ahead
As souls permit, though bodies’ dead
A smile to you I then will give
For past our deaths, I know we’ll live


Poem Details | by James Peranteau |
Categories: love, son,

Your golden hug

In each others arm’s
tightly embraced
with the warmth I receive from
no other…

these words from the depths of
his little heart,
past his precious lips:

“ I’ve been waiting for this Pops”

“What’s that son”,
while still wrapped in his warm grip
was mine query…

“Your golden hug Pops…
your golden hug”

Sigh,
as off to school he did trot


Poem Details | by James Peranteau |
Categories: father, love, son,

My man

"Am I a man
 Pops"

"You are
 son

 My 
 Spider man
 My 
 Iron man,
 And when 
 I am old and frail son;

 I pray,

 My
 Superman"

His smiles and hugs
could not be bought


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: friendship, love,

The Allison Ellison Bond



Found a new friend, her name is Jan Though we live an ocean apart The bond between us is as strong as any I've known Our names are similar, our love of life is similar We both love to laugh Feel so blessed that our paths have crossed These kind of friendships are unique They don't come along everyday When they do, we must hold on to them for dear life Never ever let go Life is a very short melodrama Must remember to make the most of every moment That's why a friendship like ours Is so very very important Blessed is the Allison/Ellison bond © Jack Ellison 2014

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: love, tribute,

My Dear Charmaine Chircop


Charmaine means love
Charmaine means happiness
Charmaine means tenderness
Charmaine means sweetness

Charmaine means softness
Charmaine means joyfulnes
Charmaine means gentleness
Charmaine means angel like

Charmaine means purity
Charmaine means truthfulness
Charmaine means angelic
Charmaine means kindness

Charmaine means sensitive
Charmaine means warmth
Charmaine means passionate
Charmaine means delicate

Charmaine means elegant
Charmaine means graceful
Charmaine means fragile
Charmaine means rare

Charmaine means exquisite
Charmaine means all these things
And more...



© Jack Ellison 2015




Poem Details | by Teddy Kimathi |
Categories: funny, funny love, green, humor, humorous, imagery, relationship,

Theory of Greenness

"What do we have for breakfast?"
"Lettuce and cabbage juice!" she
replies excitedly.
She had forced him to change
his blue pajamas to green
pajamas, then he returns
to bed -
the bed had to have green sheets,
green bed cover, and a green
pillow.
"Why do you do this to me?!" he asks.
"I was born in St. Patrick's Day!!!"
she replies.
He can't wait for a green light
to escape a world where
everything he hates is green.
He's afraid he's lost her love in the greenness....

Poem Details | by Christy Hardy |
Categories: love

As We Grow Old

The man I dream of,
is tender but strong,
and I will be the music,
to the words of his song.

His eyes will give comfort,
as I talk of my day,
and I will listen completely,
to all he will say.

A hand to hold,
a heart of gold,
together,
as we grow old.

Poem Details | by Teddy Kimathi |
Categories: fear, imagery, life, lost love, metaphor, mystery, relationship,

Cold Heart

For years she thought his heart would warm up,
and open the door for her world.  It felt like walking
in summer clothes in the north pole,
whenever she touched his chest;
she couldn't sigh, breathe or move.
It's as though he was afraid her hands would
melt his frozen heart,
and unravel his secrets.
Sometimes she joked, and asked him whether
he was an Iceman in his past life,
which he shrugged off,
as hailstorms gathered in his eyes.
Every day the space between them was becoming colder
and wider; she couldn't tell between winter
and summer anymore.....

Poem Details | by Timothy Brumley |
Categories: animals, faith, inspirational, naturelove, i love you,

Three Messengers

This morning I hiked a wooded trail
And while quietly strolling along,
I was pleased to hear a lonely quail
A singing his mournful song.

And then again this afternoon
While drawing water from the well
A loon began it's soothing croon
That echoed 'cross the dell.

And in the evening as I dined
While resting in the swing
A mockingbird was very kind
To perch close by and sing.

Then later, as I knelt to pray
In telling God, "I love You"
That, I wished to hear Him say
Just once, He loved me too.

Then Father spoke! "Don't you know?
My son of course I love you too!
I sent couriers today to tell you so
Did my three messengers not find you?"


                            Timothy I. Brumley

Poem Details | by Tiani Rodriguez |
Categories: abuse, dark, father daughter, how i feel, hurt, leaving, strength,

Dangerous Love

You wanted someone strong; you wanted someone who wouldn’t crack. You thought you were making me tough by breaking me down. You told yourself it was the only way, because I wasn’t the boy you wanted. 
No
I was a girl, your first born. I was delicate, young, and very impressionable. I grew numb to the pain I became accustom to. 
You succeeded. You made me into someone the world couldn’t shatter, because you can’t break something that’s already in pieces.

Poem Details | by Mark Gravett |
Categories: love,

We were made for us

Before I met you,
my heart already knew you.

But the moment our eyes met,
I knew right then
we were born for each other,
and that everyday with you,
makes another piece of my dream come true.

 So I'm no longer breathing to live,
 but living to breathe.

Poem Details | by PAULINE NYUMU |
Categories: girlfriend-boyfriend, loveheart, heart, love,

Wings of your Love

When I see your face
Bright as a star in dark skies
Your eyes radiant and clear as crystal
Tears of love drench my cheeks-
On your shoulders forever I’ll lull
Under the comfort of your warm wings of love

When I see greens of the fields
Celebrating every kiss of the winds;
The cold breeze at the shores of falling rivers
I see the shape of your heart-
A heart print that forever will stay
Whispering at every height of the melting mount

When you whisper my name
At the cold of a warm dawn
My heart bleeds for the unending bliss;
I weep when your shadow sublimes-
Leaving only an idol to cling on!
Let me nurture your heart, my love to defend.

Poem Details | by DeVonta Reese |
Categories: black african american, happiness, imagination, life, love, passion, me, me,

LOVE

LOVE being felt caressively,so sexually, 
intimately,intentively makes me feel so 
radical,speaking hypothetical-ly of how it 
makes me feel,

So real,the thrill I always feel,the ideal of me wanting to kiss,

I can't resist what this is, which is you only you.

No one else has made me feel what I felt, 
get me so hot until the point I melt,

I sweat began to pelt upon each other,

There is no other that makes me feel what I 
feel when we together for now until forever.

The LOVE we feel physically, mentally and emotionally.
But just to think I'm only speaking hypthetically.

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: love,

Rhythms Of The Heart



We try our best to maintain good rhythm But at times life gets in the way The every day challenges of modern living The demands we face each day The greatest reward we receive in the end Is happiness and true contentment At peace with the world and all things pure Not harbouring any resentment The ultimate aspiration of every human Is a journey free from hassle Filled with many accomplishments Where your home is really your castle Rhythm is an extremely important part Of contentment and a happy life Good rhythm lends us a sense of well being A journey free from strife © Jack Ellison 2014

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: dedication, love,

Jan



Have a new friend here on the Soup Her name is Jan What attracted us to each other you ask? It was the similarity in our names Jan is J. Allison Yours truly is J. Ellison We were surely meant to find each other! We have since discovered we have laughter in common We rarely if ever write about doom and gloom Basically two happy souls floating along on a breeze Not to say we don't each have Those everyday trials and tribulations There's no escaping them But our sunny fun loving approach to life Helps us over the biggest challenges Jan is so very special to me! © Jack Ellison 2014

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: love,

My Most Intimate Dream



Reality has surpassed my most intimate dream In intensity, in passion, in love No need ever to dream again Want to bask in the glow from above To drink in the pleasures of the mind Never wanting this feeling to desert me To vanish, to slip away To know this passion will never desert me Is the ultimate joy of my heart To feel the intensity of your love To know that we never will part My most intimate dream is you © Jack Ellison 2014

Poem Details | by Natalya Muniz |
Categories: appreciation, change, courage, dedication, life,

Self Love

Concentrate on being enough for yourself, connect with you as your own person, and learn to develop yourself, become the most beautiful version of you, one that you are comfortable with, do not worry what others are believing, do whatever it takes to make yourself happy. Go out, and be happy, go and spread your relentless love, each and every time mean a little more, say a bit more than the last time, attempt to reach out to have a positive impact on many hearts, and minds.

Poem Details | by Mark Hounsell |
Categories: farewell, love,

Tenderly

They lived a long time together.

They grew old together - they died.
Few to say “good-bye” - to see what they had become.

They drifted together in their own dreams
chasing their own stars
face to face with Angels.

Their together hearts filled with resplendent love
growing beyond the reach of others
who may have observed but they never understood.

Alone together -  only children and this song sings
that they were ever here.

Lovely she fell first, alone he died - together again.

Poem Details | by Jay Loveless |
Categories: childhood, friendship, girlfriend-boyfriend, life, love, school, social, teenme,

1-15-10 look into my eyes

i caught your eyes on me. dont bother to look away. ive already noticed. i wish i was 
brave enough to stare back. it doesnt bother me, just makes me curious. what are you 
thinking? or are you just observing? try to figure me out. but you wont. because youve 
only met the imposter. you havent stopped to look into my eyes.

Poem Details | by Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick |
Categories: fantasy, hope, love, sad,

Under My Skin

Alone she sits at a table for two
In the corner bistro off Main
Cole Porter’s "I’ve Got You under My Skin"
Wafts softly throughout the room 
After hours of lingering hope 
She watches happy clients come and go
Bubbles of happiness fill their chatter
Laughter walks out trailing behind


Alone she sits and surveys the room
Even the wait staff now seems scarce
Time has vanished like steam in air
A waiter hints it is closing time
Table lights now give out a faint glow
Too much to bare, she decides to leave
But…O, how she loves him so! And though it's late
Still, she stalls… perhaps he will show up soon  

10/'09

For Brian Strand's Contest-A haiga to Edward Hopper's "Automat"

Poem Details | by Christy Hardy |
Categories: hope, life, love, people, time, visionary,

His Worth

Touched by His wisdom, 
my heart now clear,
upon His shoulders,
I cast my fears.
His word is genuine,
as was His birth,
the truth He spoke,
revealed His worth.
Riches, not important,
they mattered not,
but those that knew Him,
never forgot.
Kings were frightened,
of this kind, warm man,
they never listened,
how could they understand.
Then an Angel,
came in the night,
He arose from the grave,
can you imagine the sight.
His new home Heaven,
by His Fathers side,
waiting to welcome us,
this is the reason He died.
Now it is CHRISTmas,
and we rejoice His Birth,
but still some people, 
don't understand His worth.



Poem Details | by Marty Owens |
Categories: lost love, love

Poor Scarlett Never Learns(New Form by Dane Ann and HGarvey Esquire)

Scarlett in "Gone With the Wind" goes                   --- AFTER
Ashley even though she has thus far had in           --- ALL,
Two husbands, and says she'll think about things    ---TOMORROW
She marries Rhett and                                          ---IS
Never satisfied with her life, always wanting            ---ANOTHER
Man. But when Rhett leaves her in the end it's a sad---DAY


This POEM is an Example of a New Form of
POETRY Dane-Ann and HGarvey Daniel Esquire are trying to sanction
They call it “ End Line Word “ Poetry Thank-YOU