Love Poems About Absorbing or Absorbing Love Poems
by Daniel Turner |
Categories: appreciation, summer, sun,

Children of the Sun

Tomorrow's dawn will start the longest day
When summer takes the torch and starts to run
He'll summon all the children of the sun
His followers that love his warming way

They'll laugh and celebrate in outdoor play
It is the greatest time for water fun
Each claiming to be summer's fav'rite son
Absorbing every ultraviolet ray

And when the sun lies down to take his rest
Their celebrations go in to the night
Cavorting with the moon, who's unimpressed
He knows they only like him 'cause he's bright
They'll fall asleep their backs toward the west
As children of the sun await first light



   by Daniel Turner
  Miltonic sonnet #2


by James Fraser |
Categories: beauty, holiday, i miss you, love, passion, vacation, valentines day,

Kiss me Quiet

It's near midnight, whilst we moonlight walk Palm tree lined fairway, Crickets singing Hands clenched in loving vacationed talk Hearts in wanting pound, Batangas is bringing We, she and I, now amidst our intending lock Serenity is the scene blessed by lunar watch So late, but joyous we, soon our lips are speaking Clouds now hover as we witness natures rain Our apartment is distant, we welcome given Through broken lunar light, stroking her mane My hands in taken then, sensuously they're driven Kiss me quiet is whispered, hearts now in reign Walking, slowly walking, absorbing to us this night Hearts in touching pound, Batangas has brought .

by Tim Smith |
Categories: beauty, love, smile,

Awaiting Your Smile

Singular snowflakes spread-out
blanket a dreary barren berm 
that overlooks the dormant meadow
bringing a brightness to fields of grey.

Smiles overcome me as I watch
the proud red-breasted robin 
pick at pieces of weathered brush
choosing just the right one
to comfort her nesting baby.

Whistles echo out of the rustic kitchen
where a steamed up copper kettle sings
waiting patiently to pour into perfect tea.
The first sip commands my attention and
wraps tightly around me, leaving a feeling
like your precious smile on a cloudy day

Quietly I sit absorbing the peaceful morning
like the baby robin in anticipation your return


by Caroline Cécile Delacroix |
Categories: inspirational, nature, recovery from...words, voice, voice,

A Quiet Time

No words to say
No songs to sing
The voice has gone numb
The mind refuses to run.

Letting my eyes dance away
Upon mountains and valleys
My ears listen to the concert
Of the hidden spring and the birds.

No thoughts to convey
No sounds out of my mouth
Quietly I listen, absorbing the beauty
Upon which my eyes feast, and my heart beats.

I hear your voice 
Speaking softly to me
Of words that feed and color
My life with love and splendor.

By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 10.03.10

by Aditi Mishra |
Categories: flower, longing, love,

The Thorn's Song CT

I smiled when lilac tulip bloomed, I prayed for amber wings in rain. On fiery leaves with love perfumed, blue angels kissed her blushing chain. How oft fir-kissed drops fall as gems absorbing pangs of thirst from stems. My bare soul drenched in velvet chrome longs to rest in her musk-soaked home. When lilac tulip bloomed, I prayed, I smiled for amber wings in rain. With love, perfumed blue angels kissed her blushing chain on fiery leaves. Afar, yet my love sings along if only she'd hear a thorn's song. September 2, 2020 Charonnet Poetry Contest Sponsor: charles messina

by Eric Ashford |
Categories: poetry,

Back Seat



We lie back listening 
to the popping of stars in their dark pods.
I fish for words 
that are not raw and wriggling. 
You smoke a spiral staircase.
The car keeps swaying in our heads
over a shock absorbing silence.
I know you are looking through me, 
searching for love-bones
on a distant back seat.

by Nigel Fox |
Categories: love, romance,

My Muse

I beg for a haven prison please let open your gates
freed of enraptured weak thoughts now still your love dominates

My rivals for your love shall all be all rejected 
thoughts love turning their vintage wine a sour inflected

Smashing statues broken mirrors just convexities
captive my loves wounds just absorbing concavities

The hunt is over and I hear the call to prayer
lover a man contented now no more solitaire

by SCOTT HARRIS |
Categories: appreciation, funny, imagery, together, uplifting,

Take Good Care of Your Egg

Aww, a blanket of men
With 18 hands
And happy feet
Around me stands 

By smokey fires 
Like a hippy
And keep me warm 
When it gets nippy

Deep inside the penguin pile
Absorbing love, burrow and smile
18 arms and 18 legs
8 men and one happy egg :-)

by Nigel Fox |
Categories: love, passion, urdu, love,

My Love my Muse

I beg for a haven prison please let open your gates
freed of enraptured weak thoughts now still your love dominates

My rivals for your love shall all be all rejected 
thoughts love turning their vintage wine a sour inflected

Smashing statues broken mirrors just convexities
captive my loves wounds just absorbing concavities

The hunt is over and I hear the call to prayer
lover a man contented now no more solitaire

by Nigel Fox |
Categories: love, romance,

My Love my Muse

I beg for a haven prison please let open your gates
freed of enraptured weak thoughts now still your love dominates

My rivals for your love shall all be all rejected 
thoughts love turning their vintage wine a sour inflected

Smashing statues broken mirrors just convexities
captive my loves wounds just absorbing concavities

The hunt is over and I hear the call to prayer
lover a man contented now no more solitaire

by Nigel Fox |
Categories: love, spring,

My Love my Muse

Oh how I love spring looking twards summer

I beg for a haven prison please let open your gates
freed of enraptured weak thoughts now still your love dominates

My rivals for your love shall all be all rejected 
thoughts love turning their vintage wine a sour inflected

Smashing statues broken mirrors just convexities
captive my loves wounds just absorbing concavities

The hunt is over and I hear the call to prayer
lover a man contented now no more solitaire

by Verlena S. Walker |
Categories: appreciation, image, inspiration, inspirational, nature, spiritual, uplifting,

ABSORBING NATURE

ABSORBING NATURE
Jet stream shoots Between two mountains cliffs A breeze of honeysuckles I smell Shooting stream Jet between two mountains Cliffs of honeysuckles to enrich Mountains cliffs A stream jets a breeze felt Honeysuckles smelt and landscape blooms Waterfall Mountain parts water pours A course emerge a spring to love
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Poet: Verlena S. Walker Date: Penned October 26, 2014! Contest Name: SOME FORM OF CRYSTALLINE

by Nigel Fox |
Categories: desire, love,

My Muse

I beg for a haven prison please let open your gates 
freed of enraptured weak thoughts now still your love dominates

My rivals for your love shall all be all rejected
thoughts love turning their vintage wine a sour inflected 

Smashing statues broken mirrors just convexities
captive my loves wounds just absorbing concavities

The hunt is over and I hear the call to prayer
lover a man contented now no more solitaire

by Nigel Fox |
Categories: love, urdu, love,

My Muse

I beg for a haven prison please let open your gates
freed of enraptured weak thoughts now still your love dominates

My rivals for your love shall all be all rejected 
thoughts love turning their vintage wine a sour inflected

Smashing statues broken mirrors just convexities
captive my loves wounds just absorbing concavities

The hunt is over and I hear the call to prayer
lover a man contented now no more solitaire

by Ken Carroll |
Categories: beautiful, desire, love,

Star Woman

Awakened by light
scratching the glass of dreams
stepping free
of shadows and silence...

The morning star
absorbing my tiredness
slowly fading away leaving
a blank place in the heavens...

My star woman
the memory of our night
still lingers in my bed
sheets drenched in your perfume...

Before you each night
I would lie down
in a graveyard of dreams
shrouded in moonlight...

You left before dawn
at 5 AM exactly
drowsy and dazed
the sound of your breathing...

On the pillows
also an aroma
still alive and ours
surely a goddess was here...

The very one
who knows
the name of all things
made of love...
~ ~ ~ ~

by Sandra Haight |
Categories: love, mother,

A Mother

A mother is a sponge blotting tears and fears throughout her life absorbing pains and burdens of her kids Sandra M. Haight ~3rd Place~ Contest: Ninette Sponsor: Silent One Judged: 10/13/2015

by Quondreika Cheatham |
Categories: christian, heaven, inspirational, spiritual,

SWEET HARMONY

I HEAR A SOUND THAT IS SWEET TO MY EARS AND SOFT TO MY SOUL

IT SPEAKS TO ME IT CALLS MY NAME AND EVER SINCE I HAVE HEARD THIS SOUND I HAVE NEVER BEEN THE SAME.

MY SADNESS HAS BEEN MELTED AWAY WITH THE MELODIES FROM THE HEAVENS ABOVE.

IT HAS BEEN SHOWERED WITH UNCONDITIONAL LOVE.

THIS SONG KEEPS SINGING TO MY SPIRIT AND ABSORBING INTO MY SOUL.

THE ANGELS ARE SINGING UNTO ME AND COMFORTING ME THROUGH THIS SONG.

I AM AT PEACE AND MY HEART IS AT EASE NO LONGER AM I IN PAIN.

NO MORE AM I IN DARKNESS THE CLOUDS HAVE FADED AWAY AND THE SUN IS SHINING ALL AROUND ME.

by Wendy Rycroft |
Categories: poems,

Tulip

Her purpose in life is love.
Making people happy,
Bringing great pleasure,
Colouring the world
With pleasing shows,
Her voluptuous shape,
Poses displays,
Exciting minds,
Igniting and kindling,
Explosive creative power,
Impressively 
A winner among flowers 
Catching the eye of suitors.
Drawing into her blooms
Tulip thirsts for attention
Absorbing energies of passion.

Wendy Jae


by Ingrid Showalter Swift |
Categories: beauty, love, peace,

Live as Leaf

Learn to breathe as green leaf... absorbing generosity of sunlight and rain without apology or restraint

by Amanda Welsh |
Categories: life

The Majestic Butterfly

The sun comes up early in the morning
Green leaves turn to bathe in the sun
Flower petals open widely and stand proud
As the caterpillar slowly begins to wake.

She begins
Inching along
Absorbing her surroundings
Soaking in what it means to be "me".

She grows
In stature, in knowledge
In love, in understanding, and grace
Painfully she grows through cheers and jeers.

She changes
Not who she is, but
Rather what she is turning into
A young, thriving, vibrant butterfly.

She blossoms
Like a flower's petals
She is colorful, majestic, and strong
Her beauty will captivate and mystify for ages.

by ChiquitaChiamaka Baity |
Categories: imagination,

Poetic Lovechild

Intertwining our words. Our thoughts lay between sheets.
 Conscience climaxes ; your wisdom erupts within me. 
Absorbing your awareness, I conceive your insight.
 Impregnating my understanding with your brilliant mind.
 Growing inside my thoughts are the visions we share. 
I bare the lovechild of our poetic love affair.

by Gerald Dillenbeck |
Categories: beauty, health, humor, love,

Supremely Naughty Plutocracy

You have been,
continue to become
a very bad boy/girl,
yet hard to annoy,
easy to live near,
absorbing your aloof royalty
of sensual pleasures,
eating and purging,
ining and outing
nutritionally sublime arts of undomesticated conscience,
co-empathically wild trust
that Earth shall always love you in return
as is your kinship due.

by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: love,

Ablaze

Down where purple Wisteria blooms
Love's presence draws nature
Setting aflame breathless desire
Hearts soften thoughts alter

Birds pair, adoring sight fills love's cup
Beautiful in love's flight
Attentive you become charming
Affectionate delight

Spring's allure captivating my thoughts
So ablaze I love thee
Each absorbing thought is of you
Admirable yet brawny

Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Contest: Spring is in the air
Written this 28th day of February 2013

by Gerald Dillenbeck |
Categories: anger, health, love, memory, integrity,

Price of Love

What price soars too high 
for your integrity investment
in future's hope and then faith
to regenerate more love?

Could your well-fed cost
invest too high
for further return on life
enriching present
predicting more therapeutic future,
absorbing dark memories
of this still angry stress-filled past?

Or perhaps more likely
to divest of integrity's potential
thereby further empowering angers past
and future fears of life's short sane seasons
of contentment.

Sometimes we are too preoccupied with counting costs
to even consider if we could afford
not to invest everything we are in love
infesting life.

by Heather Condee |
Categories: beautiful, heart, inspiration, life, love, my child, son,

Kyrin

Each day I watch you change,
a little at a time
Handsome and intelligent
this brilliant son of mine
Unbelievably you grow
with every passing day
Absorbing wonders all around
I know you'll find your way
No doubt you'll be successful
It shines in you like gold
A queen I was 
to have you son
A gift from God to hold
No mother could be prouder
Or as blessed as I have been
I'm sure no matter what
You'll always be my friend
All my hopes and dreams
for life to you be kind
Always let the light in you
be unafraid to shine
How wonderful to have a son 
as precious as is mine