by Joseph May |
Categories:
lost love, relationship,
Words left unsaid as teardrops fell
The price of love, their hearts would tell
And so they parted, love took flight
And left their hearts to lonely nights
Each unable to break loves spell
Distant sound of the old church bell
Rang through seasons they knew so well
Winter to spring, summer shone bright
Words left unsaid
Each had a broken heart to sell
As fire within they tried to quell
Memories fade in Luna's light
Stars wished upon twinkle in sight
Love's distant star, flickers farewell
Words left unsaid
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9/22/17
Contest Name: Form U- U pick 'em
Sponsor; Broken Wings
by Linda-Marie Sweetheart |
Categories:
love,
"Wearied Wanderlust"
upon a gilded meadow glows a bottle of tender tears
scattered ashes burnt and laden carpeting of stone
ravished emotions turbulent feasting on flesh and bone
filtering through fibers as escalating fears
harbor broken dreams evaporating in waning years
as visions petrified reside in somber tone
upon a gilded meadow glows
Life's chilling chant of haunted love still stalks
a tattered heart is wandering, wearied and all alone
swallowed a bittersweet taste of vacant cone
in endless patterns of desolate walks
upon a gilded meadow glows..
by Joanna Daniel |
Categories:
god, light,
Shine forth His light, dispel the night!
Spread love that's true, let hope glow bright,
May your words be seasoned with grace!
Looking up to Christ, run your race,
Unfurl His undying love's might!
Light your candle’s love infinite,
Reflect the Son, good deeds highlight,
May others through you God embrace,
Shine forth His light!
Let your blaze all around ignite,
If not a lamp, be a flashlight,
May your radiance help them trace
God’s peace that nothing can replace,
Shine forth His light!
16th March 2022
For Anoucheka Gangabissoon's "Being a Light to others" contest
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
love, spring, , sweet love,
I dreamed a butterfly in golden days
when buttercups lay in the fields ablaze.
It fluttered to my cheek, sweet love to bring.
My heart was wont to burst and wont to sing.
In breath of morn was scent of bluebell sprays.
On blossomed blankets of the fields we’d laze,
and into one another’s eyes we’d gaze,
my love and I, as April had her fling.
I dreamed a butterfly.
Our bliss was as the spring, a fleeting phase,
and brief’s the beauty of young lovers’ craze.
As cruelly as a wasp, he left a sting -
and all the lovely plans we made took wing,
leaving mere memories of golden days.
I dreamed a butterfly.
2/21/13
by Seren Roberts |
Categories:
horse, love,
I lay my head upon the softness of its mane
My white charger, no knight for a swain
as I am the gallant rider looking for love.
Riding the green valleys with mountains above,
looking for hope in natures fertile plain
A dream, a carousel of tears and pain
With bobbing horses making a colourful train
Flying above a sure sign of hope, a dove
I lay my head
Imagination in play as I search in vain
Why from happiness must I abstain
My empty heart crying out to those above
Praying each night, please bring me love
Grabbing a handful of the silky white mane
I lay my head
by Claire De La Grange |
Categories:
lost love, love, sadlove,
Upon her thorny heart I bleed;
My rose I nurtured from a seed,
With blazing bloom and perfume sweet,
Who pricked me with her warm deceit,
To where I gladly bade her leave.
Her eyes and smile they did precede,
A witchly soul that did deceive,
My love to stumble with conceit;
Upon her thorny heart.
If I could pluck her to be freed,
And rip her from my soul, indeed,
My lesson thus would be complete,
Sough not a love in lusty heat.
To this my penance I accede,
Upon her thorny heart.
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
lost love,
A blazing fire is crackling its refrain
as I recall a love, perhaps not sane.
Beside this hearth you tenderly caressed
my body and we simmered; then we pressed
against each other. Heat was our domain!
My heart now pulses rhythm with a rain
which beats staccato on my window pane.
Torrential is the longing in my breast -
a blazing fire.
The warmth of your embraces soon would wane.
You left, but images have seared my brain. . .
like you in glow of dancing flames, undressed.
I wish with all my soul that I were blessed
to have you here again, for I remain
a blazing fire
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
goodbye, lost love,
Last Love Letter
Adrift upon a sea of dreams
like paper boats on downhill streams;
my swirling heart is like debris
forever drifting endlessly
while weathered by your wily schemes.
And so I write as my soul screams
this last love letter so it seems
as hearts approaching apogee
adrift upon a sea.
I’m hiding from the moon’s soft beams;
a pool of sorrow sadly steams
with fantasies you stole from me
when you walked out and set me free
and left my heart in dire extremes
adrift upon a sea.
January 8, 2021
Poem of the Day - January 9, 2021
by L. M. K. |
Categories:
forgiveness, hurt, love,
This heavy guilt weighing on me,
Like too many leaves on a little tree
Covered in rain from a sky that poured
I hurt a person who I adored
If I could have just let things be,
Then maybe he could now run free
Instead he stands numb with a silent plea
My actions, once sweet, are now deplored
This heavy guilt
He and I, once we
Now like locks without a key
The distance so great we could never ford
But his name still on my heart is scored
I wonder if the world can see
This heavy guilt
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
love, romantic,
Your words of love so soft and sweet
will lift my spirit off its feet,
and take it to the blue skies clear
to drift with clouds in stratosphere
until my days on earth complete.
With tenderness your soft words greet
and cause my heart to skip a beat
with longings always to be near
your words of love.
And so with yearnings non discreet,
your thoughts of passion I entreat.
With gentle whispers in my ear
forevermore I long to hear
of tenderness as you repeat
your words of love
April 24, 2022
by Dale Gregory Cozart |
Categories:
death, sad love, winter,
Past the graveyard deep in snow
where icicles from boughs hang low
one woman at a headstone weeps
as memories in warmth she keeps,
all dressed in black like winter crows.
Still muted angels' trumpets blow
where frost on trees like lichens grow
and 'cross the powder darkness creeps
past the graveyard.
As by the iron fence I go
the granite gapes in pewter rows.
My heart into my throat now leaps;
her mortal love in silence sleeps
in frozen ground while snowflakes blow
past the graveyard.
11/14/17
This is a rewrite of my Terzanelle, "I Pass the Graveyard".
by Silent One |
Categories:
care, love,
I need your love when life seems lame,
behind each sigh I call your name.
In silent slumber when in pain,
you shelter me in misty rain.
Emphasize that I'm not to blame.
When I'm weary and full of shame.
Cajole my heart, so it can tame.
Stop my mind from feeling insane.
I need your love.
I will sing a song to exclaim
and strum my guitar to proclaim
how your support keeps my thoughts sane.
Like lilacs your voice soothes the strain.
I'm etching your words to reclaim
I need your love
by Regina Mcintosh |
Categories:
appreciation, home, moon, mountains, nature, nostalgia, stars,
In these mountains, where I’m from, peace amazes,
With nostalgic beauty, its gentle praises.
Silence whispers to souls, believers know love,
Breathless inklings linger, a calm from above.
Love this alive and perfect surely blazes.
In these mountains, where the sun reflects, dazes,
Harmonizing with shadows, carefree phases
Beyond the oaks and pines, I found my truelove…
In these mountains…
As the stars climb higher on twilight’s gazes,
Beyond the moonlit night, twinkling wish raises,
Gentle faith abides, reminding there’s Godlove,
Secreted beneath wonders of the sweet dove,
Within the heart and spirit, His love raises,
In these mountains…
by Paige Hind |
Categories:
beach, introspection, journey, love hurts, nature, ocean, sea,
Sea stalked by moon tonight in site
On waters that dilate gone by—
Its apparition's bed on shore,
That moon lays on like ruby's lure—
The knees clamber from salty might.
The tinting in her frosty side
Where she was swept once by the tide;
The backwhip of the swell still roars—
Sea stalked by moon.
As the mood on the beach is spry,
Combing while I'm alone with I,
Ill hearted at the gills; spoiled for
The sand dollar spends its life chore,
All washed out suddenly before...
Sea stalked by moon.
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
lost love,
Just within reach - if only I could dare
to pluck that fruit! A luscious peach or pear?
No, not one of these! Metaphorically
I’m speaking! Like a bauble on a tree,
he brightly sparkled, beautiful and rare.
His eyes and lips were tender, and his hair -
smooth onyx framing one sweet face so fair!
That precious night I found sheer poetry
just within reach.
To think I touched that face and loved to stare
at it, imagining the life we’d share
perhaps one day . . . but it was not to be.
My fondest dream had possibility
till circumstance replaced what had been there
just within reach!
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
death, heartbreak, lost love, sad,
The sun will never shine again
upon the meadow’s lush terrain
where gentle summer breezes whirled
and flowers bloomed as dreams unfurled
and chased away the frigid rain.
The angels came with saddened bane
to claim your soul as I remain
with clouds above, upon my world
the sun will never shine.
And so I sing this sad refrain
as on my cheeks the teardrops stain;
inside emotions feeling curled
and twisted as my mind is twirled,
and in my heart that’s filled with pain
the sun will never shine.
February 1, 2021
by Susan Ashley |
Categories:
imagery, romance, wind,
Oh Zephyrus, sweet Zephyrus,
westerlies' bouquet nectarous
lilac layered flirtations sail
wings whimsical whiff my skin pale
butterfly kisses generous..
music you breathe melodious
chorus of wind-chimes feverous
sounds, symphonic in gentle flail,
oh Zephyrus..
hands breezy - touch me delicious
flowers long-stemmed dance capricious
exhales enchanting do prevail
sighs satisfying without fail
licks sweeping softly amorous,
oh Zephyrus.
by Laura Leiser |
Categories:
loss, love, sorrow,
Beloved, you were chosen
to walk a harder path
than most,
because you were meant
for greater plans
than most.
Beloved, I will carry you
more closely to My bosom
than most,
because I have been
where you are
and will understand
the most.
Written on 12/11/2014
by Bob Quigley |
Categories:
death, love, heart, heart, love,
Where two once stood, now one alone
Left to journey on their own
Gone the love they chose to share
Dashed in the ashes of despair
A heart now turned to stone
How for this loss will I atone
Survive without the love I've known
One broken heart beyond repair
Where two once stood
The petals of our love have flown
Upon deaths winds loves seedlings sown
The remnants of a life stripped bare
One lonely soul still standing there
Where two once stood
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
uplifting, love,
I see beyond the clothes you wear,
The color of your eyes and hair,
The things you both love and deplore,
Your status, education, or
All other worldly things. I swear. . .
My love for you cannot compare
To any other’s. I’m aware
Of what you need that you might soar!
I see beyond.
You are my child; when in despair,
You need to know how much I care.
I understood your soul before
Your earthly sojourn! Evermore
I’ll guide you. Come to me in prayer;
I see beyond!
For Paula Swanson's Poetry Contest: I See Beyond
by Grace Williams |
Categories:
forgiveness, friendship, love,
We two aged friends were caught today,
By shared glance. Words I could not say
entranced. Not you, new friends looked on,
As old friends spoke. The grey false dawn
Broke thoughts while round us sunset played
Once enemies trapped in the fray,
Alike, but souls between us lay,
When we our disparate colours donned.
We two aged friends.
Freed, parted, only you could pray
Cold comfort: if we’d met halfway
Then emptiness would be foregone,
Time would let quarrels be withdrawn.
You loved not, yet this eve you stayed.
We two aged friends.
by Rick Richardson |
Categories:
death, nature, poetry,
Upon the stones the lichen grows
For those asleep in earth below
And those awake who tears do weep
To green the grass with sorrow’s seep
To honor love their hearts bestow
The lichen sleeps beneath the snow
Through cold and ice of winter woe
Awaits the warmth and summer’s creep
Upon the stones the lichen grows
In shadow rain or summer glow
It hears the words of belle or beau
It fears not time or grounds man’s sweep
The lichen guards eternal sleep
For here in each and every row
Upon the stones the lichen grows
7Mar14
by Paula Swanson |
Categories:
love
Heated kisses,
fevered touch upon my waking.
Heated kisses,
entreating a sweet hypnosis.
Sultry promises you're making,
deep of your lips I am drinking.
Heated kisses.
Paula Swanson
For the contest Rondelet
Sponsored by Dr. Ram
Form: Rondolet
Placement: 6th
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
i love you, lost love,
I never got to be with you
or grow with you like sweethearts do,
just you and me. . . but C'est la Vie!
We had our brief sweet chemistry;
no chance to see what would ensue.
I never knew you through and through.
We never chose that avenue.
And so you are the fantasy
I never got.
And since I never could accrue
shared times with you, I have no clue
how we’d have been. No history
is there to mar my memory,
and so it always will be you
I never got!
(Entry in Matt Caliri's I Love You Because . . .)
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
poetry,
What child is this, shy and polite,
who never likes to pick a fight,
who with a novel likes to be
alone and reading quietly
so very late into the night?
I know you think you’re not too bright,
but dear, you will turn out all right.
And one day you’ll look back to see
what child this is!
You’ll see yourself in a new light,
and then your soul will reach new height.
Your love right now for fantasy
will serve you well with poetry;
you’ll one day write with great delight
“What Child is This?”
Oct. 15, 2017 for the What Child Is This Contest of craig cornish