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Poem Details | by Daniel Turner |
Categories: appreciation, love, poetry,

Caress My Soul Sweet Poet

Love's tend'rest touch, your gentle words reveal
Caress my soul. sweet poet, with your verse
Write dulcet lullabies which make me feel
Secure, like infants held at breast to nurse

Turn tears of sadness into peaceful streams
Make whispered breezes whisk my strife away
Put passion in my fantasized daydreams
Paint troubles in to flowery bouquets

And even though I know they're not for me
I steal your soothing love just like a thief
This load I carry lightens suddenly
Because my broken heart has found relief

Your words are like a song, please sing to me
Sweet poet, how I love your poetry



   an original poem by Daniel Turner

 


Poem Details | by Sunshine Shine |
Categories: abuse, courage, deep, heart, inspiration, love, poetry,

Roar

Just because she roars
Doesn't mean she doesn't feel 
You don't know her ordeal
Stop and think before you squeall
You don't know what she has to conceal 
You couldn't possibly know how she feels

She hasn't made any deals
She tries to be real
And Before you appeal 
You should love her enough to let her heal



 


Poem Details | by Sandip Goswami |
Categories: life, love, philosophy,

LIFE

I asked to my father
Baba, What is life ?
He politely said to me, " Life is Duty . "

I asked to my mother
Maa, What is life ?
She said to me with smile, " Life is Responsibility . "

I asked to my teacher
Sir, What is life ?
He said to me with love, " Life is Education . "

I asked to my spiritual master
Gurujee, What is life ?
He said to me with confidence, " Life is Devotion . "

Today my son who reads in class nine
Asked me
Babai, What is life ?
I have said to him, " Dear, You are my life . "

SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA


( Father means BABA, BABAI and Mother means MAA in Bengali language .  Gurujjee means spiritual master in Indian society ) 

Poem Details | by Russell Sivey |
Categories: love, poetry,

Love in Poetry

How do I write my love in poetry? Spin it around a needle’s company I succumb to the wishes that’s displayed Straight into my heart, a bed that is made Words that focus not on the worldly things Making love formed by surely everything Almost all my chimed poetry is filled Tinging of the bells on my window sill My poems flow from my pen to your head Allowing even the strange come to bed Obstinate people combined with some change Must read of my love, they will rearrange My lovely other, sits upon the throne Love ties us as one, prepares what is known Russell Sivey


Poem Details | by Mustapha Mohammed |
Categories: love,

Love

Love is like a fire
It often expires
A comfort that revives
Your tender soul alive.

A blind joy soaring
The loveless signs ignoring
It rises high with freedom's grace
To spring a blush upon your face.

Love is sweet like antique wine  
It breaks the fetters of loveless mind.
Love is loving all the time
Love is a spirit unconfined.

Love is a constant kindness
A joyful untamed madness.
Love jealous not
Or is a selfish glut.


Love is a divine quality
Expressed in purity!


Poem Details | by Doug Vinson |
Categories: love,

Love is Blind

Our fellow travelers,
What measure of trust for them?
The moment's imperfections are easily, even instinctively overlooked -
We risk for their benefit, sacrifice for their good.

Minutes stretched, the holy person spoke to all comers
As I heard love's woman,
Hanging on the pierced and tattooed man.
What did she see, he was fractional to me;
Her freely-given look demanded no return,
Love's area of the mind spreading over others.
Was it that he'd only hit her once?

The sightless mother's fingers over the face of her child
Tenderly traced that juncture of skin and hour,
Acquiring an instant in time.

Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: love, poetry, stress, words, writing,

Bittersweet

So bittersweet is this creative art of writing thoughts through words of poetry. So many say how peaceful is my heart that it can shape a verse that's part of me. They never see the bitter times of stress my mind goes through for every perfect word: the hunting down of them to bring success, so thoughts within my heart can then be heard. But when I reach the mountaintop, complete a gem that tells my mind it met the goal, the stress dissolves into a joy so sweet, and peace envelopes me, my heart and soul. Sandra M. Haight ~2nd Place~ Contest: Bittersweet Sponsor: Kevin Shaw Judged: 09/11/2017

Poem Details | by Robert Ronnow |
Categories: bird, humor, insect, love, men, poetry, wine,

Can poetry matter

In the debate between accessible and difficult poems
Poets' poems and poems for people
Only the single poem and private reader matter

Both kinds and anything between can matter or not
Solid or made of air, a vase or heavy clay ashtray
One word repeated or many like a lei

An acquired taste, like wine, and like wine
Not sustenance, yet men die with their miseries
Uncut without it, news and mere matter

I advise everyone to keep a personal anthology of poems that matter
Or not. Perhaps it should be novels. Stones, insect wings,
Feathers, Birds you've seen, People loved.






Poem Details | by Mark Anthony Cotterman |
Categories: art, love,

poetry is

Poetry is white lights falling upon rainbows and snow
Casual exchanges blinked upon a shared pillow
Lip prints etched inside an antiquated photograph
The obligatory holding of hands as a lost-craft

Poetry is the scent of morning kisses
Words that blossom, an arrow that misses
Umbrellas unopened on a drizzling day
A trail of lovers unable to find their way

Poetry is an evening sparrow chasing the moon
Two silhouettes cascading into a spoon
Roses blown from a closed casket
The loneliness of waiting for her to ask-it

Poetry is the answer to what if and why
Tissues capturing the tears but not the cry
Rubies polishing a heart to an imperfect shine
The undefined likeness of I, Me and Mine
 

Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: love, poetry,

I Am A Poet

I AM A POET Wild with intoxication Soaring high with the wind I become a song Singing sadness Singing happiness Dizzy from the nectar of life As I dance among the stars Of a somewhere beyond And hope to capture the twinkle Between sheets of white parchment Delirious, I bring you my treasure I AM A POET Form: Reversible Poem — Can be read up or down Sandra M. Haight ~1st Place~ Contest "Who Do You Think You Are" Sponsored by Caren Krutsinger Judged: 08/27/2018 ~1st Place~ Contest: Your Favorite Poem Sponsor: Judy Konos Judged: 11/09/2015

Poem Details | by Paloma P |
Categories: desire, dream, love, moon, romantic, sea, sun,

Surrendered Dreaming

I knew you long before
    pursuit's intention shone,
felt you in sun's fiery warmth
       & shooting star surrender,
heard your voice on soft
  burbled whispers of sweet zephyrs
    and nectar'd songs of hummingbirds,
saw your depths of magnificence
        in sapphire ocean tides
     cresting 'neath effulgent moons
savoring breaths of crystalline
   snowflakes on crisp sea air,
I knew strength in your convictions    
   for it braved every fantasy's illusion
     acquiesced 'tween dulcet desires,
whilst the strong presence of your charms
     envelop'd every night's dreaming

Poem Details | by Dale Gregory Cozart |
Categories: imagery, love, morning, nature, poetry,

My Sanctuary Sonnet

I find sanctuary in this sonnet
when as verdant hills rhymes do fall and rise
with aspens quaking in the windless skies.
One such will have blue birds flocking on it.

The trees shall be my muse and bid me write
while I in white gazebo am ensconced
with flowers vased, each color a nuance
in my lyrics, a-blush at first then white.

As I meander through a cloudless dream 
the shades ever change in the wake of love.
Each line will fit my lyrics like a glove
while blue birds harmonize in morning's gleam.

Eyes of love are each an estuary
in the sonnet of this sanctuary.

Poem Details | by T.Nicole Williams |
Categories: emotions, heart, love, passion, poetry, romance, romantic,

A Love Poem

Beloved, turn off the lights; speak to me;
Is your heart to be evermore my own,
does my name slip from your lips silently...
content, that I should need ne'er more to moan.
~
Beloved, watch close loves acquainted eyes;
reflections holds no secrets from within.
For the souls bidding eyes will ne'er tell lies,
remember, doubt not… your want is my sin.
~
Beloved, wilt thou walk with me through dreams,
come lay with me as if I were dying?
Kiss my mouth, give me water from your stream;
listen love...the voice of the rain’s crying.

Loves lives through winters cold, summers fire,
though daybreak begins, as the night retires.

Poem Details | by Thomas Martin |
Categories: appreciation, butterfly, cat, friendship, love, poetess, poetry,

To Constance--broken wings

Constance
a fine but sad poet
her poems run deep
into love paradisial
or fraught with thorns

Poem Details | by wendy lee klenetsky |
Categories: appreciation, celebration, how i feel, love, memory, mom, poetry,

MY LIFETIME FRIEND: MY MOTHER

MY LIFETIME FRIEND: MY MOTHER

Throughout childhood and adolescent days,
She was my staunchest supporter,
And through teen years and young adulthood
I was glad to be her daughter.
As a mother-in-law and grandma,    
She’s there whenever/wherever she’s needed,
And if this was to be her lot in life,
She’s definitely succeeded.
But whatever she is to other folks;
A friend, sister or other,
She is to me, and will always be
MY LIFETIME FRIEND: MY MOTHER!

BY 
WENDY LEE KLENETSKY: PROUD DAUGHTER OF CECILE SEIGAL

Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: love, poetry, word play,

My Perk


My Perk

When the daylight comes I know,
after hours of rest,
I will have another go
doing what is best.

Use my time to finish work.
After this is done,
then I know I get my perk—
writing verse for fun!


© Sandra M. Haight 2015 
   All Rights Reserved

~2nd Place~
Contest: Have You Tried a 7/5 Trochee?
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Judged: 05/01/2015



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Poem Details | by Dr. Upma A. Sharma |
Categories: nature,

In the mood for love


Radiant beams of Aubade,
Basking brilliant aura,
Sun is in the mood......

Ramifying fragrance of florets 
And aroma of plants,
Wind is in the mood.....

Nurturing spirit into seedlings,
Blooming  plants and all mortals
Water is in the mood........

Blessing us with soulmates, pals
And little ones,
Toning the ambiance and climate,
The creator is in the mood......

Bestow upon us thy commendation
Oh lord !
Glorify us with divine crotchet !!


Written on 17/5/13
Contrast - on nature #3
Sponsor- PD A


Featured poem of the week- Dec 13th, 2015


Poem Details | by Maurice Yvonne |
Categories: love,

Garden Scented Poetry



you looked directly at me with 
bright blueberry blue eyes
adorned with a sincere singular smile 

freshly planted baby droplets of dew bloomed
filling the air in a most unique bouquet 

your elegance scented the sprawling outdoors  
in a spring flower eau de cologne  
i exhaled a happy sigh 
proclaiming 'i have arrived'

shy as i am...i blushed 

my face went from a velvet peach tone
to a childlike jujube red

i knew i was in love
not another flower would i ever pick

still 
all that is you 
lines our bed
each and every petal 


Mar. 10 2016
armand 



Poem Details | by Shaz Cheesman |
Categories: imagination, love, poetry,

Your Words from Within

If I reached deep in your soul
I would feel the poetry within
Your emotions and fantasies
All the desires you keep
Secrets buried deep

Your blood is the ink
Your breath is the life
Your heart is the feeling
Your mind defines
Together it's sublime

Awaken by whispers
My breathe tickling your ear
Like music so sweet
Feeling the weight 
Of every word
Your words

If I whisper in your ear
Your poetry that I see 
It's then you will know
What I already know
How you feel
Deep within

Poem Details | by Paul Callus |
Categories: love, poetry,

With Gift in Hand

With Gift in Hand (Cornish Sonnet) 


He went in search of love’s abode;
far off she lived in solitude.
Along the narrow winding road,
in awe partook of nature’s charms
and forged ahead in eager mood
instilled by thought of waiting arms.

With gift in hand, a heartfelt ode,
he hummed the lyrics to a tune,
inhaled the fragrance, as he strode,
of the wild flowers wrapped in hues.
He knew his journey would end soon
beside his loving ardent muse.

He went in search of love’s abode
with gift in hand, a heartfelt ode.

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31st December, 2015
Contest: Any Poem (Not for a Contest)
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Placed 4th

Poem Details | by Jasmine Choudhary |
Categories: cute love, love, poetry, romance, romantic, trust, writing,

I'll catch you when you fall

Been long time that I've seen you,
& been long time that you've been here,
W/no demands these eyes kept your soul,
Now it's been long that they've felt it at all.

I know its not the easy task they call,
But trust me- I'll catch you when you fall,
I'll pick up the times when you call,
Coz' my eyes keep wandering for your soul.

'Less is more' and that more is what I get,
Your meticulous look makes me forget,
Forget the sorrow that I've been into,
So give me more, and let it come slow.

I know its not the easy task they call,
But trust me- I'll catch you when you fall,
I'll pick up the times when you call,
Coz' my eyes keep wandering for your soul.



Poem Details | by Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories: dance, love, poetry, romance, romantic,

Dance With My Words


Dance with my words,
and I'll dance with yours
Let's do a pen pirouette,
lets make some passionate scribbling noise

I'll let you teach me how to move
in perfect iambic meter
Take me through my paces just right,
doing odd cadence swirls
as we play follow the leader

I speak,
you can hear
I heard you dear,
your voice is so clear
Now come close, closer here,
let me whisper in your ear
The things I want to say,
how I do love you ...
you love me too
Dance with me,
just you

I'll dance with your words,
and you'll dance with mine
Let's do a pen tango dip step,
synchronized thoughts forever entwined

Poem Details | by Frederic Parker |
Categories: poetry,

Love

I'll touch the face of beauty with tender hands.
Through the perils of life with one like you.
We'll feel the sighs and tears that life commands.
My heart has found a peace in love so true.
A world within a world that love has found.
As beating hearts become a trembling fawn.
Caressing hopes and dreams of sacred ground.
With precious lips that kiss before the dawn.
The sun did rise as love began to grow.
When strangers met upon a lonely shore,
And crossed the sea of truth with hearts aglow.
With winds that fill their sails forevermore.

We'll cross the space of time with trusting hearts,
And hold the joy of love till' breath departs.


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beach, beautiful, blessing, boyfriend, break up, culture, cute love, dedication, deep, desire, destiny, devotion, earth, environment, freedom, happiness, happy, heart, humanity, innocence, kiss, lost love, love, love hurts, miss you, missing, missing you, motivation, ocean, passion, peace, planet, poetry, relationship, romance, romantic, senses, sensual, silence, soulmate, spiritual, symbolism, uplifting,

Beach

is it the wave kissing the sand 
or is it the ocean
- deep from her heart
sometimes gently,
often hard,
but always with passion?

is it the sand kissing back
or is it the land
- happily losing ground 
with every kiss
to his eternal mistress,
the occupant of his soul?

is it this poem touching your heart
or is it our souls
- hugging each other
on a sandy beach,
wide and infinite,
day in and day out?




Poem Details | by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories: beautiful, love, poetry, writing,

A Kyrielle - The Kyrielle Style

~ A   Kyrielle~
( Kyrielle)


It is composed in quatrains line
That's not hard at all when done fine
This French style you can do right
Kyrielle is easy to write

Eight syllables per line in all
In each one you observe this call
There's rhyming all through to delight
Kyrielle is easy to write

Repeat the B in last line verse
You'll make a nice piece to diverse
And style to enjoy day or nite
Kyrielle is easy to write.


Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2011



January.02.2017


~ Author's  Notes:

The  "Kyrielle"  is   a poetry  form  or  style.