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Romance Quatrain Poems | Quatrain Poems About Romance

These Romance Quatrain poems are examples of Quatrain poems about Romance. These are the best examples of Romance Quatrain poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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Kaleidoscope Dreams

Green…you always reflected in my peripheral
And kept watch as I tried to color my world
But there I lay in my blacks and my blues,
lifeless and faltering In monotone hues.

Through kaleidoscope eyes, I envisioned my skies
But the pot at the rainbow was storybook lies
so with nothing to gain and nothing to lose,
I just shuffled around In my blacks and my blues.

Never did I imagine you!, Green… to be my savior
But there you arose, out of my dark abyss
With your bottle green dress and scarlet kiss
Your emerald  green eyes and unbridled bliss.

Now my kaleidoscope dreams have all been unfurled
Since you Green, have colored my world
You rescued my heart, Green
You rescued my heart.


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I Wish

I wish I were an angel
To flood your world with my light
To hold, comfort and cheer you
All through long lonely night

I wish I were a fairy
To flit about your dear heart
To give it tiny squeezes
When about to fall apart
	
I wish I were a goddess
Of beauty a paragon
So you would gaze and wonder
Thoughts of any other gone

I wish I were a muse
Living there inside your mind
To offer inspiration
When right words you need to find

I wish I were a princess
Blessed with luxury so fine
I’d make you live in splendor
If you promise to be mine

I wish I were a star
Sprinkling stardust down on you
Guiding each and every step
Make your dearest wish come true

I wish I were the moon
Working on your inner tides
Drawing you ever closer
Till in me your love abides

I wish I were the sun
Burning to the very core
Searing you with my passion
Rays touching what I adore

I wish I were a flower
To bloom nurtured by your care
Wrap you in my loving scent
Make life beautiful and fair

I wish I were the wind
Caressing you every way
Enfolding you in my arms
Seductress having my way

I wish I were the rain
That wets body through and through
That sprinkles love droplets soft
But then drums itself on you

I wish I were the sea
Foaming, churning ecstasy
To draw you into my depth
Riding waves, unleashed and free

But I am just a woman
I’m as simple as can be
But if you give me your love
All these wonders you will see

Eileen Manassian Ghali

Inspired in part by Shania Twain’s song: “Jealous”   I love that woman…She is awesome. Wish I could see her in Vegas…She is there performing now…Such great songs….

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=en4GjDEHasI


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The poets' song

The silent dark encroaches
with another hollow night.
Old poets whisper sonnets
of love and sacrifice.

Her lips move to each arduous verse;
the emptiness advances.
Crescendos find their soaring crests.
A taunting shadow dances.

The moment lingers at a peak
then brings a slow descent.
And as the final stanza bows
her yearning heart relents.

Her memory finds his gentle face.
His voice resounds a vow.
And a quiet faith moves through her
expelling any doubt.

Soon her love will cross the sea;
his promises to keep.
Until that time, the poets sing
and soothe her soul to sleep.


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The Visit

In greyness the weather swung and basked,
A fog of old, rude and dead,
Are you alone, was it this she asked? 
Only in company he said.

She would have come -to greet, meet, talk sweet
Cotton words well uttered to squeek all thought
But torns in his voice, they paved the street,
With little green memories of what she once sought.

What a festival of souls deeply tailored to life,
Once there were songs of this kind of strife. 
Days flitter away, never sitting, never sitting
Lashes make haste save pictures from slipping.

Yet footsteps were made, tap tap, tap tap!
A few minutes late though not too late to stop.
The rain spotted her jacket, colors green now black
Come in and sit down, now it's too late to go back.

I flew, I jumped, I said hurry, please hurry!
You have come on time to prevent my journey.
I know, well sure, very sure I don't bother,
I was on a travel to Mars, what an honor, real honor!

Tea I like tea, and I'll even have some wine!
From far above they have sent me a sign
I never wondered what could lay in great space,
To save him from her with fast and steady a pace.

Goodbye, he said, rising to the skies,
I love how thoughtful you are
Once my mind flies high, my body dies
Are you gone- somewhere far? 


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By All of This - Ah, Wanton Bliss

That passion’s night, to make me sigh, my love seized several beams from sky and shaped a ring of moonstone bright. To make me sigh that passion’s night. My darling beau, to make me smile, then star-shine stole so he could style a necklace rare with diamond’s glow. To see me smile, my darling beau. Dear Valentine, to dazzle me, took whitest pearls from twilight’s sea, with starry strand to intertwine. To dazzle me, dear Valentine. My true love wooed with more than these, not only sight, but ear to please! Two birds he brought that softly cooed. With more than these, my true love wooed. With rose bouquet, with kisses sweet, he made my heart then faster beat. Artisan of romantic play - with kisses sweet, with rose bouquet. By all of this, in motion set was what I’d never known as yet. It burst, then flowed. . . Ah, wanton bliss, in motion set by all of this! (BTW, this is pure imagination, people!!! So don't be jealous!! hahaha This is a form called Swap Quatrain, PD. Happy Valentine's Day to you!!) For the Get your Valentine's Day poem in... any Valentine's poem will do.. (new or old) Poetry Contest of Poet Destroyer A


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This Golden Day: A Madrigal for Amber

My Amber dear, awake to me. 
My madrigal has melody
in trills of the gold finch that you hear.
Awake to me, my Amber dear!

It’s dawn.  Arise, my angel sweet.
Put golden slippers on your feet.
We’ll follow where our songbird flies.
My angel sweet. It’s dawn; arise!

We must make haste, my lovely lass,
to walk on glistening velvet grass.
A day like this we cannot waste.
My lovely lass, we must make haste!

A meadow waits, my cherished one.
Through sun-bright posies we shall run,
where dewy fragrance permeates.
My cherished one, a meadow waits!

I know a stream, my darling love,
a shining mountain sits above.
And water falls where gold fish gleam.
My darling love, I know a stream.

We’ll find a rock, oh, maiden fair,
where you can loose your yellow hair.
And please me more. . . unloose your frock!
Oh, maiden fair, we’ll find a rock.

My one true heart, do come away.
Beneath the falls this golden day,
pure pleasure will our love impart.
Do come away, my one true heart!


4/17/14 for the Colourful Verse Contest of Charlotte Puddifoot

(Just playing around with swap quatrain form,
imagining one of those guys from centuries ago trying
to woo his maiden!)


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A Romantic Fool

I beg him for a kiss
As he heads out to the door
I’m crushed by his response
“We’re not teens anymore

It’s been twenty years
Why don’t you act your age?”
And I’m left to wonder
Am I a fool or sage?

Does romance have a life span?
Does it vanish with passing years?
Am I a hopeless fool
For romance to flow in tears?

Does romance touch a heart
Only once or twice through life?
Is it only a welcomed guest
When you’re a young and pretty wife?

Then I must be a fool
For romance is the air 
It’s in the pretty flowers
Oh, I see it everywhere

It’s when I look around me
And revel in nature’s hue
It’s when my heart will burst
When making love so true

I am simply dipped in romance
From my head down to my toes
It rains down from the sky
When I point up the garden hose

It whispers in the wind
That flirts with me at night
It’s in the flickering glow
That lights up a love filled night

I breathe in romance daily
From scented candles in my room
It’s in each line of the books
That make me sigh and swoon

He says I overdo it
And it just makes my heart bleed
Romance is what I thrive on
It’s an ever present need

I guess I’m just a fool
For romance fills my head
But take that away from me
And I might as well be dead.

For Kim Morrison's Contest
Incurable Romantic
May 23, 2013


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O Love, My Love

O love, my love…where in this lonesome hour
Can my heart with sweet abandon find you there? 
If chance upon the wind, you do float as lotus flower
Would on my earthen bed you gladly fare? 

I am your silent lover…though cloaked in gentile guise
With lips, mine own affection would I treat you
And in the twilight’s gloaming your embrace there would I prize
If fate would look away while there I greet you.

O suitors, I commend thy will to win her proffered hand
While exile finds me close enough to see
Yet mark this, would be lovers, her hand there you may find
But her gentle heart was offered first to me.


                                           ~Christopher Thor Britt


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SO Many Questions

                So Many Questions
Were you watching the same moon as I?
The bright smiling moon, low down in the sky
Were you watching it when I at last said goodnight?
Did you catch that kiss sent on the glow of moonlight?

Did you close you eyes in sleep, as the moon passed on by?
Did you catch my dreams to keep them safe, not let them die?
Were you hugging your pillow so tight to your chest?
Leaving kisses on the pillow where my head should be pressed.

Did you wake to see the same moon, then go to sleep?
Were my dreams in your arms, there for you to keep?
To keep for a short while till you give them back to me?
Where we can share them together that is my decree.

© 29/11/2012 ~GG~


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The Owl and the PusyCat Sail

Together the Owl and the PusyCat were married
Then again sailed out over the deep blue seas
Searching forever for the great Land of Nod,
To the place where they could find true peace.
True peace, true peace… Where they could find true peace.

The love that twined forever within their hearts
They sought throughout all the wonderous lands
Going to the place where they would live in peace,
A place where true peace, rules and lives in the hearts of the land.
The land, the land… Where true peace lives in the heart of the land.

Alas, the love of the heart, though truly not easy to find…
Is easier to find than the love of peace, found throughout the land.
So it’s said they will continue to sail, until that day comes true,
And when they land for the final time, will be up to me and you.
Me and you, me and you… That day will be up to me and you.



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