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Poem Details | by
SKAT A |
Categories:
beauty, dream, flower, love, marriage,
-Dandelion Dream-
I stand close with a fistful of flowers
My tiny bouquet made of dandelion dreams
They fade with one gush from the wind
I stand close with a fistful of flowers
Holding on tight to jagged leaves
Sprinkles of sand fall over my needs
I stand close with a fistful of flowers
My tiny bouquet made of dandelion dreams
~SKAT~
Poem Details | by
Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
death, love,
In autumn’s wind, I look up to the sky.
How sweet the breath of love upon my face!
In rustling leaves, I hear you softly sigh;
in autumns wind, I look up to the sky
and see what time and death cannot erase. . .
In guise of sun’s bright rays, you are nearby!
In autumn’s wind, I look up to the sky.
How sweet the breath of love upon my face!
Written 2/7/2015 for the Contest of Gail Angel Doyle
Poem Details | by
JAN ALLISON |
Categories:
sad love,
You told me simply we were friends
But you conceal your aching heart
My love for you it never ends
You told me simply we were friends
Dreaming of you my heart ascends
Forbidden love keeps us apart
You told me simply we were friends
But you conceal your aching heart
09~26~14
Written for One New Triolet Contest
Sponsored By Alfred Vassallo
Poem Details | by
Line Gauthier |
Categories:
absence, beauty, longing, love, moon, nature, nostalgia,
the full moon dangles low tonight
and whispers sweetly in my ear
memories of fiery delight
the full moon dangles low tonight
graceful herons glide in full flight
I’d trade them all to hold you near
the full moon dangles low tonight
and whispers sweetly in my ear
Submitted on November 15, 2018, for contest LATE NOVEMBER sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
and June 12, 2018, for contest MOON POETRY sponsored by KEVIN SHAW
Poem Details | by
John Gondolf |
Categories:
love, mother, tribute,
You never cease amazing me
how all these years you loved us so;
we tried your patience you’ll agree.
You never cease amazing me
for in this life no guarantee
a person’s love they will bestow.
You never cease amazing me
how all these years you loved us so.
May 5, 2019
Poem Details | by
Brenda Meier-Hans |
Categories:
death, dream, longing, love, missing you, romance, star,
You shine your light in darkest night
Your beacon burning there so clear
If I had wings then I’d take flight
You shine your light in darkest night
I feel your warmth holding me tight
As in your arms you draw me near
You shine your light in darkest night
Your beacon burning there so clear
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
09.24.2014
Poem Details | by
Brenda Meier-Hans |
Categories:
cheer up, children, giving, joy, love,
Just children with their homemade card
Brought so much joy when I was down.
I was so sick my heart was scarred,
Just children with their homemade card.
To show their love, it was not hard,
Their love to me a peaceful gown.
Just children with their homemade card
Brought so much joy when I was down.
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
02.2014
Contest: Small Gifts
Poem Details | by
Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
lost love, youth,
I think of you when fall is in the air,
remembering that warm September night
I reveled in your long and tender stare.
Those kisses! Why can’t anything compare
to then? Now even stars seem not as bright!
I think of you when Fall is in the air -
remembering that warm September night.
For the "I Think Of You" Poetry Contest of gautami phookan
Poem Details | by
Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
love, passion
(Inspired by the brilliant new avant garde
Italian film: "I Am Love")
Could she shatter vows, and is she the one
who’d relinquish everything just for love?
If it meant that all she knew would come undone,
could she shatter vows, and is she the one?
If she knew that those she cared about might shun
her, could she go against her God above?
Could she shatter vows, and is she the one
who’d relinquish everything just for love?
For the Contest: Is She the One?
sponsored by Tavarus M. Moreland
Poem Details | by
Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
life, nature,
The fiddler crab plays as he eats
A high pitched tune, around the dunes
A fast rhythm most can repeat
The fiddler crab plays as he eats
All can play a song so sweet
Fiddling to their love songs at noon
The fiddler crab plays as he eats
A high pitched tune, around the dunes
Poem Details | by
Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
love,
I made coffee and had a fire
Warming this cool October morn
Come close let us fill heart's desire
I made coffee and had a fire
In warm sunlight amour transpires
Our rekindled spark of love born
I made coffee and had a fire
Warming this cool October morn
Poem Details | by
Paul Callus |
Categories:
love, lust,
She begged me to make love to her
I could not look into her eyes
I wanted to but would not dare
She begged me to make love to her
I knew deep down it was not fair
To lead her on with lust and lies
She begged me to make love to her
I could not look into her eyes
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Contest: One NEW Triolet
Sponsor: Alfred Vassallo
Poem Details | by
olusegun Arowolo |
Categories:
love,
Bemused(A Triolet)
Loving is painful
Living is doubtful
I am left bemused
Loving is painful
Taking my time to reason without fused
Should I continue in this quest?
Loving is painful
Living is doubtful.
Poem Details | by
A.E. Rivenbark |
Categories:
love, night,
My darkest deeds have come to light
As you lie here shivering
They cast long shadows in the night
My darkest deeds have come to light
Your haunting smile, my gentle wight
Your low voice softly quivering
My darkest deeds have come to light
As you lie here shivering
Poem Details | by
Katherine Braithwaite |
Categories:
death, love,
The face that was familiar is no more
Yet in my dreams ,he is alive again
If ,by a chance, his life could be restored
It would affect me like the hidden chord
Which played, my own life force would go.
That one must live and one must die is plain
The face that was familiar is no more.
Yet in my dreams ,he is alive again
Poem Details | by
Briauna Brown |
Categories:
appreciation, i love you, love, mom, mother, mothers day,
Bearer of three bountiful births,
How could we show our gratitude?
—It would not compare to your worth.
Bearer of three bountiful births,
Our angel that walks on this Earth,
For our love, you always renewed,
Bearer of three bountiful births,
How could we show our gratitude?
(For my mom, Christina Marie. I love you more than words could describe.)
———————
Date: May 3, 2019
Celebrate May with a Triolet (tree-o-lay)
Sponsor: Adrea Dietrich
Poem Details | by
Misheel Chuluun |
Categories:
husband, life, love, people,
Your Heart is
Big and Mysterious,
My charming Husband.
Beating hard on a bike ride
Pulling our family onward
You listen to your earphones.
Besting me, admonishing me
Yet believing in me... Your faith
is Jewish/Buddhist/Christian.
Amused during thrillers
Belittling the monsters I fear
Sarcasm is your weapon.
Breaking stride, you smile
I know what you want
You're my patron.
You're my person.
Poem Details | by
Emile Pinet |
Categories:
baby, beautiful, birth, emotions, feelings, imagery, love,
Where could I find another you
in all the world you are unique?
Sweet angel what I say is true
where could I find another you?
Born this day you made your debut
with your mom’s smile and dad's physique.
Where could I find another you
in all the world you are unique?
With your mom’s smile and dad's physique
there’s nothing more precious than you.
My heart insists on one more peek
with your mom’s smile and dad's physique.
Placing a kiss upon your cheek
I tip toe softly out of view.
With your mom’s smile and dad's physique
there’s nothing more precious than you.
(An interlocking "Triolet".)
Poem Details | by
Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
faith, love,
If I go first and you remain
At Jesus' feet I'll wait for thee
I'll wait for you on this high plane
If I go first and you remain
I'll watch for you soon to attain
A Christ like body and be free
If I go first and you remain
At Jesus' feet I'll wait for thee
Is this anywhere near Iambic
Tetramenter?
Poem Details | by
Russell Sivey |
Categories:
flower, love, wind,
She throws petals from her most loved flower
Into the air it catches the wind fast
She feels the greatness and its vast power
She throws petals from her most loved flower
Crafting a feeling that never goes sour
The flowers create joy that comes to last
She throws petals from her most loved flower
Into the air it catches the wind fast
Russell Sivey
Poem Details | by
Susan Mills |
Categories:
girlfriend-boyfriendlove,
Let's put our love to the test
Love is the true teacher
Hard times will never us protest
Let's put our love to the test
As we journey on our true quest
For love is a powerful creature
Let's put our love to the test
Love is the true teacher
Poem Details | by
Paula Swanson |
Categories:
love, heart, heart,
She left her heart there, on the tracks,
walked away, without a backwards glance.
If love were true, then it'd come back.
She left her heart there, on the tracks.
Tied with ribbon of pale lilac,
her letter of love, left to chance.
She left her heart there, on the tracks.
Walked away, without a backwards glance.
Paula Swanson
8/8/2011
For the contest, In The Afterglow
Sponsored by Nette Onclaud
Placement: 6th
Poem Details | by
Kim Merryman |
Categories:
heartbreak, lost love, sweet love,
Broken keys on a piano -
harmonic notes no longer heard,
where once sweet love songs deigned to flow.
Broken keys on a piano -
love not nurtured will cease to grow,
apathy kills without a word.
Broken keys on a piano,
harmonic notes no longer heard.
5/26/15
Poem Details | by
Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
child, prayer,
My first phrase was “Jesus Loves Me,”
at least from what my mom has said.
Before I had turned two or three,
my first phrase was “Jesus Loves Me.”
I think that I prayed easily,
for by example I was led.
My first phrase was “Jesus Loves Me” -
at least from what my mom has said,
With songs of God’s love in my head,
I used to fall asleep at night.
I’d kneel with mother by my bed
with songs of God’s love in my head
and Bible stories I’d been read.
These guided me to choose the right.
With songs of God’s love in my head,
I used to fall asleep at night.
Poem Details | by
Gary Bateman |
Categories:
emotions, feelings, god, love, metaphor, passion, romance,
Our Winter Love
We walk sweetly on the fresh snow,
this sunlit morn all bright and white;
making snowballs as we now go.
We walk sweetly on the fresh snow.
Nature’s snow makes our love now grow!
Our love’s alchemic and so right!
We walk sweetly on the fresh snow,
this sunlit morn all bright and white!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
November 19, 2015 (Triolet)