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Love Poems About Iambic Pentameter
by Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
longing, love hurts, romance,
~ MY LOVE SHE'D LENT ~
I followed her where'er she went
Lured onward by her fragrant scent
She clasped his hand, a handsome gent
How could she know my love she'd lent
I died one thousand deaths inside
Choked back my tears with wounded pride
How long such anguish could I bear
My heart asunder to let tear
The hour had come to make my move
My love for her I had to prove
Unsteady I, and quite unsure
Just how to break the news to her --
My tongue was still despite I tried
'To ask her this: 'Please be my bride.'
~ Iambic Tetrameter ~
December 30, 2019
by Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
care, friendship, judgement, love,
Please don't mistake a smile for warmth, it's not
Behind the surgeon's smile sure lurks a knife
That pal at work you hang out with a lot
Will cut your heart out, ruin your very life
When young, we think we have a million friends
We laugh, we play, we think that life is great
Though really they pursue their selfish ends
So easy for their love to turn to hate
True warmth won't turn you out in winter's cold
It cooks a hearty meal for you at night
It also will take care of you when old
It sympathizes with your every plight
Look past that smile, my friend, and see the heart
~ The best advice to you I can impart
Iambic Pentameter
by Daniel Turner |
Categories:
appreciation, forgiveness, love hurts,
With less tomorrows than I've yesterdays
In looking back I have but one regret
Before that last tomorrow fades away
I wish that I could pay an unpaid debt
Back to a summer day so long ago
How frivolous we were with innocence
Two kids in love and way too young to know
Decisions made in haste have consequence
In tenderness I'd kiss away her tears
I'd tell her I am sorry for her pain
Give back the love I'd carried all those years
Convince her that her gift was not in vain
I'd ask for her forgiveness on my knees
Tears of contrition I would surely weep
Then thank her for life's sweetest memory
And with her blessing peacefully I'd sleep
October 10 2016
by Kelly Deschler |
Categories:
death, flower, lost love, metaphor, red, rose, sad love,
Red velvet petals, only I, seduce,
With hidden danger under the disguise,
My fingers feeling shyly, I reduce,
Thorns sharpen, ready, waiting the unwise.
Before me, bleeding poison, I assume,
This flower withered, shriveled the entire,
A dark extracted substance, the perfume,
No beauty, only sorrow, I admire.
Withdrawn I wept lamenting the depart,
A rosebud, crimson, youthful, I erased,
A lifeless flower, never I impart,
nor taken with affection, I embraced.
Written by Kelly Deschler October 23rd, 2014
by Rob Carmack |
Categories:
animal, best friend, dog, humorous, love, pets, thanks,
Your dad, a Dachshund once stuck in Chihuahua.
The best of both in you, with that expectant
Confusing carpets for the lawn enigma.
I know….the raining….getting wet….you can’t.
As coldness chills the room, a sheet for you.
The perfect tucking of in, but you moved!
I ponder, just how crazy is my Boo?
The sheet’s thread count too low to be approved?
Your dance in circles, spinning on the floor.
Rewards and treasures known upon the racks.
Induced by meals and that one pantry door.
In such a fury, choking on the snacks.
I know what God’s book says, I’ve searched it whole.
But still, I hope you have a little soul.
11.14.14
by Victor Chavez |
Categories:
art, beautiful, love, mother, sun, thanks, tribute, world, youth,
Hera precious, gorgeous queen of splendor,
of mighty Ares,and Enyo,the mother,
to thee I write my gratitude and thanks
for all thy blessings showered upon my head.
Thine is the pomegranate and the diadem,
with which you rule all worlds and human lands,
with magnanimous mercy and charity.
of rainbow colors dressed divine thou art,
the sunny smiling matron of the arts,
Thou,queen, who favorest the pure of heart.
by Bruce Schuhart |
Categories:
angst, lost love, light, light, truth,
I saw a light from across the field
On a night the sky shed tears of rain.
I had hoped the dark would help to shield
My heart from sorrow it need not feign.
To the burden of truth I must yield
And with truth the burden I might explain.
The light shone on, then it was put out –
It’s glow prematurely extinguished.
Gloom filled the void and then cast about,
It engaged me and I was anguished.
Morning found my spirit easy to flout,
And all that morning I so languished.
by Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories:
dance, love, poetry, romance, romantic,
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
by Donald Meikle |
Categories:
animals, friendship, love, pets, love, me,
A part of what you are to me
Knowing you are free to be
apart from me
and yet
I am no longer free
to be alone from thee
so hold my heart my love my soul
for you are all that keeps me whole
Upon this sea of life and storm
I hold your love to light and warm
my every breath
on every turn with you I yearn to be
to hold you close to feel you blink
your breath upon my face
refreshes me as we embrace
and then I sink to deep contented sleep
a well fed cat
in Summer sun
whose furry dreams
have just begun
paws atingle purrs aloud
whisker flicking joy and proud
as only cats can be
by Sekitto Herbert Grace |
Categories:
funnygrandparents, poets,
Yes we are,
we are the poets of today
and tomorrow,
and we shall be forever.
Let them know that we are just writers
as our grand parents who had the talent we have!
Yes we are,
we are here to educate people
who knows how to read and write,
and those who love what we say and write.
Let them know that me and you,
and those of ours we are just poets.
They have to know what we are,
not to quote us wrong the poets of today
and those of tomorrow.
by Constance La France |
Categories:
writing,
It snowed and snowed on the day I was born,
And for that reason I love falling snow;
In dreams, I walk the frozen woods till morn;
And from my pen the words just drip and flow.
___________________________
March 25, 2016
Iambic Pentameter
by Craig Cornish |
Categories:
books,
(English Sonnet Rhyme in Iambic Tetrameter)
What tomes in lonely corners dwell
where undisturbed and rimmed with dust,
forgotten tales that once were held
and stained with tears and love and lust -
now sit untouched like aging queens;
more interest in apparent heirs
like Kindle tablets - pageless screens,
dull bootless script where no one shares.
So empty when a page is turned,
no weight of paper in its place
and when it's done no conference yearned -
there is no book ... just empty space.
The halls where all the books are kept
will haunt until their dust is swept.
by Cameron Holden |
Categories:
happiness, love, love, morning, i love you,
Your eyes sparkle like lapis lazulite
As your hair cascades down your face
Your skin glows like morning sunset
And as i look at you i think are you an Angel tonight?
Your a breath of fresh air in a world of hate
And looking at you i see my soul mate
And i long too hold u close in the darkest night
And as our eyes meet like 2 stars lost in the cold lonely night
As the word i love you carries on the cool morning air
And as i run my fingers through your hair
So let me reassure you i will always be there
I love you now and forever I will be there
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
romance,
I met him in a time and place
so long ago! His handsome face
I longed to touch. It was at night.
He saw me too - love at first sight!
We danced a while and ever since,
we've been together. As my prince,
he has my heart. It's only right
we share this life in love's embrace.
June 22, 2018 For Silent One's Seven lines of romantic heaven Poetry Contest
This is Septilla Form: aabccba with Iambic tetrameter.
by Mike Gentile |
Categories:
desire, longing, lost love, love, love hurts, pain, senses,
I wait to hear your footsteps in the hall
The night is low and I a wretched beast
The pain of empty arms will not relent
As I lay down my head to try and rest
The violet night winds begin to blow
They whisper of the songs you sang to me
It silences the torture and the fear
That you may not return to me tonight
I taste your lips in wine stained tears of love
The fire’s warmth, a hopeless substitute
I wait to hear your footsteps in the hall
I’ll wait, my love, until we are as one
by Debjani Mitra |
Categories:
poetry, poets,
a mystic poetess in her thought patterns
of iambic heartbeats, makes new rhythms
with a symphony...joy and pain in cadence.
in her confetti of stars moonbeams cadence
caressing love in ivory and ebony patterns
perforated feelings careen melodic rhythms
in her sonnets, words entice in rhythms
lovebird's lyrics drift in endless cadence
cratered lands embellish crystallic patterns
Catharsis traces passionate patterns of rhythms in cadence.
by Catherine Mary Airan |
Categories:
assonance, caregiving, christian, christmas, hindi, holocaust, love,
I traveled the world
And though it is vast
I still need a truth
That would always last
Studied some books
And know my mind too
The whole time God knows
Only love will do
Studied Religion and
Forever I found
Even God loves Love
On this I expound
My Mom in my life
Always there for me
Taught me that true love
Would there always be
Love doesn't judge man
And I'm very free
From color or type
Of good company
True love doesn't die
"Oh Love, you'll abound,"
Despite all the bad
You'll stand your ground
Love's the Law for me
We are always free
Love keeps me alive
This is Love's decree.
by Brenda Meier-Hans |
Categories:
heart, love, music, romantic, soulmate,
You speak my name a tone that chimes so sweet,
Then gently stroke my heartstrings and you can.
You sing the song of love when our eyes meet,
I feel the music flow through you sweet man.
You take my hand and gently kiss my palm,
Then place it lovingly upon your cheek.
You know my moods, you have become my calm,
Your arm around my shoulder makes me weak.
Your love for me, it rushes through each bone,
You fill me up and make me my best whole.
I love to hear your heart beat its sweet tone,
You've shown to me, the sweet scent of your soul.
10.13.2014
Anthony Slausen’s Contest:
The Scent of your Soul
by Gene Bourne |
Categories:
allusion, confusion, dedication, emotions, feelings, first love, funny, funny love, humorous, relationship, social,
No, we weren't a couple one expected.
"What could she be thinking", one reflected.
Yet we held an undefined attraction;
Some subconscious neuron interaction.
After weeks we gathered our composure
Time to face my parents' first exposure.
True, your looks were just a bit off kelter(sic).
Poets often live at homeless shelters.
Mother stiffened, held her throat, and gasped.
Father never moved, in shock perhaps.
Then we vowed to do what we must do.
Freight trains leave at seven, ten and two.
Gene Bourne
03-19-14
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by Brenda Meier-Hans |
Categories:
child, happy, love, memory, passion, son,
Little boy with heavy pockets
Make my eyes pop out their sockets.
Every stone your eyes find shiny,
Whether big, however tiny.
You swoop them up, your pockets full
Every stone has magical pull.
Your shelves all lined with precious stones
You polished as you brought them home.
Before you go to bed each night
You feel each one holding them tight.
Then as you sleep snug in your bed
Precious stones sparkle in your head.
11.17.2014
Anthony Slausen’s Contest
Precious Stones and Gems
by John Squires |
Categories:
love, romantic,
When I think of you surely I could fly
When you’re away I feel like I could cry
My heart beats fast whenever you are near
I think of your sweet voice I love to hear
Bright memories of you they fill my day
I dream of you whenever I’m away
My love, sweet fragrance come again to me
I know when we’re together we are free
by Rob Carmack |
Categories:
blessing, christian, devotion, family, love, mother, mothers day,
Still sacrificing needs for us on altars that surround your heart.
Unwavering your love and patience raising the two gifts from him.
Suspended hope in burden when life’s hooks come to tear you apart.
A saving faith beyond the sunset of your life as it fades dim.
Now left a man, to know the best in me, my mother did impart.
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Form: Acrostic: Iambic Octameter
Grateful to God and my mother. A blessing I didn’t and will never deserve.
A love upon me that I can’t fully comprehend.
by Renie Simone |
Categories:
allegory, analogy, old, school, teacher, travel, wisdom,
If I could go back,
and knew what I know,
I’d change a few things,
and shake up the flow.
I might go to class,
be where I should be,
Say and wear what I wish,
And only be me.
Ignore the ignorant,
hold dearest friends close,
Respect authority,
never stick up my nose.
Have love and compassion,
a watchful mind,
Keep ears wide open,
and always be kind.
Harbor a strong heart,
let others be shared,
Make sure I remind them,
that I always cared.
So, if I could go back,
and knew what I know,
I might change a few things,
and see where it goes.
by Joyce Johnson |
Categories:
cat, love,
He waits for chance to settle on my jeans,
This gentle relative of wild felines.
He starts to purr as he lands in my lap.
It is his preferred place to take a nap.
He paws my hand to get himself a pat,
Aware he is my beloved, pampered cat.
I know the routine, it's been well rehearsed
And wonder which of us will nod off first.
He looks at me with loving eyes of green,
A brilliant color not on humans seen.
We nestle down in comfort of my chair.
No place on earth a more contented pair.
Although my work awaits, I do not move,
For I too need a time of purrfect love.
By: Joyce Johnson
Written and submitted 9/21/14
by Rob Carmack |
Categories:
blessing, desire, feelings, hope, joy, love, together,
Infuse
The rainbow’s hues.
Two souls in balance swim
To drive the spiral round and in
This love.
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Form: Cinquain in Iambic meter
Contest: An American Beauty: Write like Adelaide
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich