by Vijay Pandit |
Categories:
love,
Let eyes meet, let them spark a fire
Let rhythms sing to music of lyre
Let heartbeats of joy write our song
In moods of kisses yearned for long
Let blushing cheeks welcome romance
Enchanting heart's seductive dance
Let winds of love ignite our flame
As night, ecstatic, croons your name
December 29, 2019
Placed 3rd: Lay it on me—8x8 poetry contest
Eight syllables per line (howmanysyllables.com)
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Placed 2nd: Strand select 6 by Brian Strand
by Mike Gentile |
Categories:
hope,
Eloquence and Grace were sisters on the run
In a place that valued hate
They found that they had none
They sought a world of kindness
Where love and friendship grew
They hoped that such a place exists in 1692
They heard of a new world, a welcome mat for all
From every meager walk of life
Where freedom will stand tall
They journeyed far to seek a life
In all love would allow
I wonder how they’d feel today, if they could see us now
by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories:
faith, prayer, sky,
On silky sky, a silent prayer
for God and love and stars live there.
In light of sun and milky moon,
in depths of dark and crests of dune,
where sunlit gems meet farthest seas,
where rainbow’s hues meet gentlest breeze,
to love on high His majesty,
to fully bask in His glory,
to greet the clouds and welcome rain,
to hear the joy in thunder’s refrain,
to know this love resides within,
so once closed hearts can share, opened.
A silent prayer on silky sky
becomes a song to God on high.
by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories:
autumn, beauty,
Let autumn's feet be slow to leave
As winter white comes much too soon.
Let colors fill the eyes with warmth,
Enjoy the glow of harvest moon.
The trees in all their splendor stand
Till autumn winds coax leaves to dance.
As colors swirl my heart delights.
With every fall I share romance.
I love the crispness of the air,
The crunch of leaves beneath my feet
In scarlet, gold and pumpkin hues;
Welcome relief from summer's heat.
The rain comes tapping at my pane
With crystal diamond drops that share
The beauty of this season's soul,
A beauty that's beyond compare.
Connie Marcum Wong
by Frederic Parker |
Categories:
poetry,
The mist from love found drifting in its realm.
Lifts only when the sun begins to rise,
And clears away the mist, to overwhelm,
In elegant colors it will revive.
To still the heart, to dwell in paradise,
And bathe in splayed soft light two lover's form,
With lover's wings so gentle they entice,
To merge with kisses soft, tender and warm.
Love's a heart that welcomes with consent.
Between the flowers fresh with morning dew,
And purifies the garden with sweetest scent.
They welcome sun's cascading light that's new.
How true the love that's born beneath the sky.
To love the purest heart and never cry.
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 Arturo Michael |
Categories:
love, memory, smile,
Yesterdays
When we were young
We ran in circles
We had fun
Skipping over puddles
As we played
We’d sing and dance in rain
Yestertimes
I often recall
We’d be hugging
All night long
I'd feel you breathing softly
Next to me
In vivid memories
The Yesternights
When we would walk
Along the beach
The silence talked
Arm in arm we'd danced
Each wave our lips romanced
Heaven was in the sands
Rushing under our feet
Now YesterSmiles
Come shining thru
Like the dawning light of blue
Welcome a new morning
Even though
The rain is falling
Our love be forever true...
In YesterSmiles of YOU
by John Patrick Robbins Aka Gonzo |
Categories:
introspection, love
I hide my emotions in a place so deep.
Living a act to myself I keep.
Understanding all with ideas I play.
Voices echo from the page all I cannot say.
Jokes from the clown.
Undone I am when in this empty town.
Love fills the air in the spring.
Encounters crushing hearts and many gold ring.
She Understands in a different way.
For she hears with the heart all I cannot say.
In code i speak without any rules.
Thieves try to grasp anothers jewels.
But my tongue speaks in limited realm.
Storms I welcome as long with me
you are at the healm.
Take this message and save it
for a lonley day.
And cling to the passion
of what I cannot say.
by Debra Squyres |
Categories:
life, love,
Lifesong
This is my song.
It strums the notes
that are rooted
within my being
These cords
filled with love
surround me
carried on wings
to the heavens
swirling about
to engulf
those around me
The melody
plays soft
in the valley low
and echo loudly
the joys
of mountains climbed
Overflowing
my song
springs forth
branching out
its welcome
to those I adore.
by Mike Gentile |
Categories:
hope, how i feel, joy, love, peace, prayer, spiritual,
PRAYER
P ositive energy, love to sustain
R eady and willing, humility’s gain
A lways available, never alone
Y esterday’s troubles, today are unknown
E veryone welcome, all forms are good
R esonates peace, I wish everyone would
by Brenda Meier-Hans |
Categories:
happy, humorous, love, silly,
Brenda Gail
I am Compassionate, love and breathe poetry, humorous and a peace maker.
Sister of Patti Lynne, Paul, David and Beth.
I love children (more), I love to sing in a choir and have a song for just about everything. I love to make others happy.
I feel loved, appreciated and very blessed.
I fear not being healthy enough to make it to my son’s wedding, getting sick this winter and losing my mom.
I’d love to be able to travel again, walk around a mall, and would love to be in a poetry slam.
Living in the GTA Greater Toronto Area, Ontario.
Meier-Hans
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
10.13.2014
Regina Riddles Contest: Bio Poems
1st
by James Fraser |
Categories:
beauty, holiday, i miss you, love, passion, vacation, valentines day,
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 Eve Roper |
Categories:
cool, imagery, september,
Welcome September with a brand new moon
New and exciting beginnings occur
Planting new seeds to fulfill new fruit soon
Falling in love with autumn cool breeze stir
Life elegance to be September trees
Sounds of strumming strings unfurl brittle limbs
Fall breeze a soothing kiss of amber leaves
Enchanting they fall round and round with wings
Fickle gaiety among festive days
Departing summer amid cooler nights
My spirit’s pureness admires and sings praise
The last of harvest corn dollies delights
Remember September as Fall enters
Surrendering to hints of cool winter
by Baalak Baburo |
Categories:
angel, animal, appreciation, best friend, love, pets,
Through the door, running
Hair flowing magically
Welcomes me, my dog.
by Faye Gibson |
Categories:
husband, love, marriage, romance,
Without words I follow you
Into the willow's sheltering shade,
Leaves softly swaying sweet welcome
Limbing a tree serenade;
Overhead song birds keep vigil
Watching love between man and maid.
Tambour rhythm of two hearts
Racing, impetuous and free,
Yearning for love's sacred moment
Secretly shared with a willow tree;
Two lovers tryst, my husband with me.
Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright, October 5, 2014
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
inspirational, love, peace, philosophy, uplifting,
love fest
welcome here
our community
open hearts and open palms
expressing and receiving other’s feelings
Universality will be possible only when we focus
on human qualities that unite us. Respect, politeness,
cooperation, friendship, inclusion, teamwork. This stems
from the ability to listen to, and most importantly hear
other’s ideas, that are not necessarily our own, and allow
them to flourish also.
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
love, miss you,
Waiting, I'm patiently waiting for
your ship to sail on back to shore
Time standing still, does it even exist
It's been too long since we once kissed
Your scent on my pillow fading away
Wishing and hoping you were here this day
I lay in the darkness thinking of you
and of the day all of our dreams come true
Sounds of footsteps creaking on the pine floor
Gentle knocking upon my bedroom door
Visions of beauty, visions so clear
My meaning, my whole has finally appeared
Crawl into my arms, crawl into my heart
Our two lives together, no longer apart
by Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories:
appreciation, dedication, humorous,
Don't cross swords with A Poet Destroyer,
pretentious jousts really do annoy her
Her weapon of choice: a crossbow or a saber
she'll Cupid your mind, turn your rhymes to confetti paper
Dedicated to Poet Destroyer for being the first one to welcome the Romantic Warrior to the Poetry Soup community. Much love to you.
by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories:
culture, people, race,
I approach her with the same
Love I approach my family with.
Her skin is black.
I try to speak a few words in her
Native language to welcome her.
Her skin is brown.
I married a Chinese/Hawaiian
and our child is beautiful.
His skin is yellow/brown.
I write poetry about the Native
Americans to celebrate them.
Their skin is red.
I fit in with every race because
My color contains all colors.
My skin is white.
© Connie Marcum Wong
Note: In honor of all the recent innocent deaths.
by Delysia Hendricks |
Categories:
romantic,
For Richard Lamoureux's "Any line" contest.
Richard Seale-d Door's line: slammed shut are the doors in "A mind made up".
You told me before
slammed shut are the doors
when my love for you went astray
I got my comeuppance
he's worth not a tuppence
and rumor has it he's gay
Lest I've need of another
visit to me brother
sometime for a quick howdy-do
or longing for discourse
in code as of Morse
on the stealth oiled a hinge, p'haps two
Ah, found me a crack
Leech-a is back
my love for the other's dissipated
you smile goodly, warmly
longingly, lovingly
my return welcome and anticipated
Delysia Hendricks
by Barbara Gorelick |
Categories:
depression, lost love,
The days grow short as if to welcome…….. Autumn
Colored days, a feast of red and golden.....Leaves
From tired branches they drop and slowly...Drift
Tenderly tossed by winds they dance………..Across
The garden path and rustle beneath…………My
Feet. Summer gone, and with it your ……..Broken
Promises. Left now with just an empty…… Heart
by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories:
dedication, deep, devotion, growth, heart, heartbreak, sad love,
I wish, for a moment—I could vanish,
like a dream dreamt not to last,
so that ones that dream of me
would falter and wonder
where has she gone?
I wish, that I was a hummingbird
buzzing in and out of sight,
that only observant eyes
and special hearts
can fly with
I wish I was the color
of your favorite thought,
waning and growing
with swelling light
bent on a candid smile
How I wish—and ever more,
that I could be just as I am
and take that little bit of sand
of what we seem to be,
and turn it into something vast—
something true, and welcome
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
feelings, girlfriend, heart, imagery, love,
What I feel can't be denied;
when I watch her sleep at night.
For feeling all warm inside;
seconds pause as time takes flight.
She's in her fantasy place,
where dreams get steeped in pleasure.
And an aura frames her face;
almost too bright to measure.
Venus loathes rising at night;
to traverse ebony skies.
For She cannot match her light,
no matter how hard She tries.
Nuzzled awake with a kiss;
loving lips welcome my charms.
And we share feelings of bliss;
snuggled in each other's arms.
by Sharon Ruebel |
Categories:
happiness, love
Welcome in the Fall of life Spring enters
Loves emptied heart replenished with his touch
I become his Muse and he is my center
Lips burning passion captured in his clutch
Shared breath nothing compares to this splendor
Two bodies align in time they are flush
Worn hearts beating young with exhilaration
Once again falling into loves temptation
Contest: New Love
Sponsored by, Jarred Pickett
Ottava rima
by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories:
life, lost love,
Papers, papers that I never
thought I would have to sign.
Is that blood or ink drops
dripping on the dotted line?
Hair matted and stuck like
glue to a dirty head—
as I lay motionless, days
on end in my coffin like bed.
I never knew it was possible
to sob so hard you couldn't
catch your breath—
But now I know, living in this
agony— I would welcome death.
They say only Time will heal
all wounds, so I intently wait
for that elusive moment to come
that will soothingly seal my fate.
© 2012 Connie Marcum Wong
*This poem is dedicated to the
50% of you whose marriages didn't
succeed. I am happy to say I am
on the positive side this time.