by Eve Roper |
Categories:
love, spoken word,
Hold on to those moments
Of Spoken words of
Meaningful
Sincere
Love
Tomorrow might never
Become the present
© By Eve Roper
6/22/2015
by Valerie Staton |
Categories:
feelings, how i feel, i love you, love,
By Valerie D. Staton
I love you…
More than Elmer loves glue
More than Bruce loves Kung Fu
More than Sara loves pie
You’re the apple of my eye
More than Samson loves Delilah
More than smoke loves fire
More than Adam loves Eve
You're the only one I need
More than needle loves thread
More than Wilma loves Fred
More than peaches loves cream
More than I’d ever dare to dream
I love you...
by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories:
change, dark, fruit,
Before the days when man first sinned
Angels traveled upon the wind
Everything magic shone in the night
Fairies fluttered, wings shining bright
Eve was perfect with long flowing hair
Sensuous body, delightfuly bare
Adam's body strong, he was a sight
They played by day and made love at night
Everything perfect, living in the trees
Yet trouble called upon a gentle breeze
The serpent said taste, this fruit so grand
Eve so entranced, she ate from his hand
She saved fruit for Adam, he took a bite
The garden went dark, no more magic light
A sonnet in The Wind Contest.
Written September 9th, 2013
Sponsored by: Poetess Darkly
by JAN ALLISON |
Categories:
beauty, flower, garden, nature,
Seeds
Planted
Then nurtured
See how they’ve grown
Into pretty pansies for my garden
How I love to see their smiling faces
In lovely shades
Of purple
Pink and
Red
They
Brighten
My borders
Bringing colour
Especially on wet dreary dull days
Triple Tetractys 2 Contest sponsored by Eve Roper
Checked with how many syllables
07~15~16
by Evelyn Judy Buehler |
Categories:
eve, nature, nice, night, romantic love, sun, sunset,
Huge red-orange sun slowly recede,
Upon the sky seem to bleed;
Whispers of night, calling home,
Such sunset days rarely spent alone.
Look ahead to starry skies;
Not time for early goodbyes.
Without love cannot the heart grow-
A new day comes beyond the rainbow!
Warm Paris breeeze gently blow-
Roses atop the bureau;
Music with a certain ease;
Smooth jazz, if you please.
In darkness of shadows, waits he!
The night is young-for me!
Stars appear, quiet avenue.
Farewell dawn skies of baby blue.
When from misty dreams awakes,
When tomorrow sunrise overtakes,
Come listen music play,
On gold terrace of the sunny day!
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
kiss, love,
With the wind this eve, I blow my kiss
in perchance it makes your door
It will sit and wait with the olive tree,
the crimson rose, and all that you adore
and in your morn when you appear
it'll land softly 'pon your cheek
there it'll rest til the day is done
surrounded by mystique
In the midst of night it'll start to speak
as you begin to doze and dream
of a life so sweet and a love so strong
under stars that shine and gleam
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
love,
How foolish humans are when puppy love
consumes us! It can happen any time -
most often in our childhood. Plenty of
such crushes happen long before our prime!
How silly as adults can some be too.
Folks marry for wrong reasons, then get burned.
They do it all again and stay so blue.
Life’s lesson for such people is not learned.
How fortunate are those who find “the one!”
They navigate life’s ups and downs and feel
love deepening before their course is run,
then pass away while knowing love was real!
April 12, 2017 for Eve Roper's Puppy love vs True love Poetry Contest
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
death, evil, grief, heartbroken, lost love, wedding, winter,
whimsical windswept whiteness
wedding weekend wanderlust
willowy wonderland waltz
wrongfully weathered woe
wintry wishful whispers
wrestling woodland wintertide
welcome waxen wallflower
weeping wheezy widow
whimpering wholeheartedly
wrangling worthless worries
wanton wretched wrongdoing
wedged within wickedness
Submitted on December 7, 2020 for contest ALLITERATION sponsored by EVE ROPER
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Originally posted on October 23, 2018
by Vijay Pandit |
Categories:
feelings, imagery, love,
As amber eve paints ochre skies
Her lips I kissed, turn ruby rose
And dreams of heart my passion vies
As amber eve paints ochre skies
When romance gleams in lovers’ eyes
It’s me she picks the moon well knows
As amber eve paints ochre skies
Her lips I kissed, turn ruby rose
October 29, 2020
Placed 1st: Pick-A-Title, Vol 24- Triolet - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Title chosen: Phantasmagoria
Eight syllables per line (howmanysyllables.com)
by Susan Ashley |
Categories:
inspiration, life, light, love, nature, spiritual, sun,
Sol
conjures
the many
to lift in light
and reach for the peach for the greater good
golden the vast sea of black-eyed Susans
merging in shine
creating
a lone
soul
Susan Ashley
September 24, 2020
~ Third Place ~
Contest: Double Tetractys 3
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Picture # 2
*syllables checked on howmanysyllables.com:
1, 2, 3, 4, 10, 10, 4, 3, 2, 1*
by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories:
lost love,
Mascara black tear fell as she looked on
the silent man
stretched lifeless
in a
cask
full
suit he
loved for years.
Pale lips smiling.
She will never feel those soft lips again.
4 November 2020
Double Tetractys 5
Sponsor: Eve Roper
by Sunshine Smile |
Categories:
love, mum,
When time stops,
and the world is resting a little bit
Where the veil of beauty
and love is revealed by moonlight
- I don't want to give you red roses
- or blue violets
- even the finest diamond is not enough
... a mother understands what a child does not say
04/30/2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Free verse or Rhyme Poetry Contest
* Original title: Gift
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
photo: 1
2nd place in the contest
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
baseball, boy,
The outfield boy stands waiting all alone,
playing the game that many children love.
From the pitcher’s mound, a ball has been thrown.
The outfield boy stands waiting all alone.
The ball has been hit. See how it has flown
straight into the glowing boy’s baseball glove!
The outfield boy stands waiting all alone,
playing the game that many children love.
Written Dec. 2015 for the Oil Paintings 4 & 5 Poetry Contest of Eve Roper
by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories:
nature, new year,
New Year’s Eve
I need to feel the trade winds blow
To know they have my heart in tow,
Here in the twilight of this hour
I feel the grandeur of God’s power.
The Sun, a ball of golden fire
Rises with my heart’s desire
That this New Year will offer love
As Sol begins to rise above.
How wonderful, the winter sky—
With mist filled clouds that float on by.
Sweet birds of beauty on the wing,
Portends the gifts New Year will bring.
© Connie Marcum Wong
My Muse is the New Year
Contest: Ekphrasis 12 Line Max
Sponsored by Rick Parise
by JAN ALLISON |
Categories:
humorous,
There once was a young man called Rodger
Who’s very transfixed with his todger
From morning till night
He gets his delight
Now he shares his bed with his lodger
The lodger her name was Sandy
Was always ready and randy
They’d make love all night
But then they took fright
When Rodgers legs went all bandy
Submitted to New or Old 5 Contest Sponsored by Eve Roper
29 ~12~14
by Lu Loo |
Categories:
childhood, family, happiness, love,
Second Chance May 2016
Sponsor: Eve Roper
five generations
connected to my grandpa
kindred forefather
parents united
unto them came four children
love to go around
mother faced cancer
a dear lady, my angel
adulthood so strong
adoring siblings
warmhearted and devoted
affections of blood
money not vital
wealthy in rich loyalty
assets of true faith
our childhood dog Bo
my sweet Golden Retriever
my canine best bud
united as one
roots form a family tree
belovedly linked
Date Written: April 30, 2016
Date Finalized:May 19, 2016
by Rico Leffanta |
Categories:
discrimination, history, humanity, immigration, political, racism, social,
"Make America White Again"
Will never make any sense
Despite the tweets of "GENIUS" Trump
Or Republicans like Pence
Brown-skinned people filled this land
From one end to the other
And though they had their differences
"Eve" is everyone's mother
Though some are prone to cast a stone
Or ridicule their brother
What makes a nation great again
Is love for one another.
by Eve Roper |
Categories:
feelings, innocence, love,
Magnificent life
Wondrous feeling of babes love
Nestle between breasts
By eve roper 11/9/2014
by Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
fantasy, imagination, life, lovelove, storm,
It came into her mind seeing how the wind
Did blow, and sheet rain against the window
There would be no trek into the forest
No.. tonight would be hot chocolate...fire
Soft music.. much wild desire will transpire
As we stay inside on this rainy eve
Rain that tip-taps music on the tin roof
Lying in your arms snuggling, secure, love
Never wanting love to end, just when night
Sends tough storm on in, no.. love don't take flight
Just lie and help weather the storm until
It struck her as she wrestled inside__ tore
Life has storms that we must weather... holding
Onto each other, greatly strengthen the bond forever
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
feelings, heartbreak, love hurts, relationship, sad,
Why not say you’re mistaken,
it was the wind that you heard?
And when I dropped to my knee,
I hadn't uttered a word.
Why don't you just shrug it off,
and admonish me out loud?
Let’s pretend, 'twas but a game
to amuse the passing crowd.
If we say it didn’t happened,
can we not forget this eve?
And should you feel offended,
just ask me to, and I'll leave.
But, what if I did propose,
and those words came from my heart?
And now, I'm crying inside
cause you tore my hopes apart.
(Quatrain)
2/3/2015
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
beautiful, emotions, fantasy, feelings, imagery, imagination, romantic,
One enchanted evening
I followed Luna’s moon,
as She guided my ship
to a secret lagoon.
In a golden ocean
buffed to a mirror sheen,
I spied the sexiest
mermaid I'd ever seen.
She flaunts ebony hair
befitting, a true Queen,
offset by a sweeping
tail of aquamarine.
Anchored in the shallows
I waded to the shore,
and evoked the magic
that would open love's door.
Under a full March moon
she steps from fantasy,
and rises from the sea
to make sweet love to me.
Sharing this special night
I know that she must leave,
and I’m to be content
with the gift of this eve.
by Leileah Kasperyan |
Categories:
celebration, crush, england, firework, kiss, love, night,
On
a cold
autumn eve,
playful fingers
tangled, soft and shy.
The smell of hot chestnuts
wafted through the milling crowd,
a promise of comfort and warmth.
We watched, you and I, the skies explode
as rockets declared their secret desires.
Catherine wheels danced a dizzying response
while the bang of crackerjacks echoed,
spilling smoke quick into the night.
"Penny for the guy?", they cried.
Sparklers lit, searching lips,
the most tender touch.
We kissed, my heart
reflected
in your
eyes.
Date: 25.11.2016
*There is no category for a double etheree that I could see.
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
food,
Grandma, I love your corn on the cob.
I can eat more of it than Uncle Bob.
I’m ready for more and hardly can wait
for all of that goodness there on the plate!
For all of that corn on the cob, golly gee -
a whole stick of butter you better bring me!
Just look at the dog; he wants some too.
He can just lick the plate when I am through!
October 4, 2019
Based on Picture #3
For Eve Roper's Realism Art Poetry Contest
Note: I actually do have an uncle Bob, but I out-ate him for everything!!
by Pandita SieteSantos |
Categories:
hope, lost love, love hurts,
What will Tomorrow Bring
Hoping for Rainbows
Hoping for rainbows after rain,
wind-blown rose petals of red.
Petals pierced by thorns of pain
like butterflies’ wings spread.
Wind-blown rose petals of red,
bleeding from a broken heart
like butterflies’ wings spread…
remnants of love ripped apart.
Bleeding from a broken heart,
petals pierced by thorns of pain.
Remnants of love ripped apart…
hoping for rainbows after rain.
06-08-2017
Contest: What will Tomorrow Bring - Pantoum
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Placement: 3rd
by Eve Roper |
Categories:
imagery, imagination, inspiration, spiritual,
This Is How Much I Love You
He lays on the wooden cross
accepting the piercing to his flesh
with thoughts of;
“This is how much I love you.”
©By Eve Roper3/31/2015