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Autumn Husband Poems | Husband Poems About Autumn

These Autumn Husband poems are examples of Husband poems about Autumn. These are the best examples of Autumn Husband poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

Details | Free verse | |

A Beautiful Reverie

Here I lie beside you
My heart goes thump.thump.thump.
My soul dances inside you
Reveling in the texture of your own.
Electric and flowing 
The currents of our love
Glow like neon lights
Illuminating the hope in my eyes.
Though we're not moving
I feel so incredibly alive
Invincible to my past
Untouchable by all who lack
That gentle touch of when 
You lean in and brush my face
Your lips grazing my skin
Softer than a butterfly.
And then you gaze into my eyes
I fall into your depths 
Twirling like the autumn leaves
Melting into your smile 
Your soul reminiscent of summer.
You pull me into your arms 
And for a moment I'm lost 
Breathless and in awe
Staring in the face of pure exquisite love 
And there you are - holding it 
Glowing in the moonlight of my stare.
My heart beats - its drum pounding away
Echoing a song thats lost its words
I touch your cheek and smile
My hands cant stay away
My lips s l o w l y, draw near yours
Hovering, and then - 
Part, a soft warmth against them.
My eye lids pulling shut
Dragging me into a silent heaven
I pull away - and what seemed millennia
Lasted only a moment, a second in time
But this is our love
This is what you do to me
You make me invincible and fragile
Lost forever in a beautiful reverie.


Details | Ode | |

Pink Pink Pink

Once in my life, breast cancer, I did not know.
Which was lost, and what would be gained.
I could not see, beyond her glow
Faith and strength carried and remained.
Unfinished things of her dreams come slow
These were not to be lost, our love holds true
Loss of her alluring game would not matter, I did say
In life and love, she is stuck to me with glue
She is more than any loss, which may take away.


Pink in October shapes her autumn sky.
More beautiful now she faces its lie.
Sunshine wakes her in a moonlights lure.
Fighting like a girl, she wins the war.
Dancing as a woman she captures pink ardor.
She is more than a woman, my lady, my love.
Pink, pink, pink color beyond her despair,
Trials and tribulations, rising glow,
She has won her fight; in the pink, breast cancers beware.


Details | Heroic Couplets | |

Autumn's Glow

A cool mist hovers o'er water lilies on the sleepy pond And bathed in declining sunrays is a blossoming bond of love Through the crowded park they go oblivious to noise around them Warm hands brush, then slowly lock, as heartfelt thoughts lay bear Sweet murmurings softly fall like autumn’s golden leaves Upon the grassy knoll beneath wise, old oak trees, listening While the crisp wind churns, envious, as he steadily blows Quite unaware is he, Autumn love has taken its hold While mischevious Cupid, chuckles with glee at his work, well done A perfect hit! Once two friends; now two hearts made one! Lost In their reverie, a beautiful world of their own Stealing kisses while watching the last geese fly home. ~*~
Written by Annalise For Michael's"Falling in Love in the Fall" Contest


Details | Free verse | |

4 Jon On Our 22nd Wedding Anniversary

Your love is
quite sensational –

Your laughter tastes
    like spring-time rain

Your tears smell
    like sweet lemon flower petals

Your voice looks
    so 
    deeply 
    majestic

Your heart sounds
    like exquisite violin and harp concertos

And your eyes!

Your eyes feel
    like early autumn sunset’s amber-gold lengthening glow

Oh, my love, your love
is entirely, completely,
embracingly

Sen-sational!


Details | I do not know? | |

The Way

Its the way the breeze whispers

across my skin

and the sun caresses

me

in his warmth

 

its the way you love me

even when you’re not here


Details | Rhyme | |

Apple Pickin' Time


Apple pickin’ reminiscin’,
thinkin' 'bout youth's stolen kisses.
Those are the days he is missin’,
new love for him and his fair missus.    

Shiny apples ripe and ready
wait to be picked before first snow.
Sunlight streams like gold confetti. 
Their secrets on the fall winds blow.
 
Blue gingham dress soft, she did wear, 
and ribbons caught her silky hair.
In shade of trees, young love professed, 
then apple pie was baked to share.

Apple pickin’ reminiscin’,
thinkin' 'bout youth's stolen kisses.
Those are the days he is missin’,
new love for him and his fair missus.    

In apple orchard, young love bloomed,
and led them to their wedding day.
A favorite dish for bride and groom,
an apple pie baked each Sunday.



Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

I GOT THAT FEELING

I got that feeling you are not love me anymore
Your kisses are as hot and cold as before
Where the reflection of San Francisco’s pier
Brings nothing to you such illusion of lightsome
I fear soon it would be over upon the warm I keep.

Courtville’s home might split in half
The cars might follow the shame
And a court battle has just begun.
Oh, God, believe me! I’m going to fight to death
To give domestic life another paramount twist,
Scream if it’s necessary but my little boy isn’t going
With her.

You blame me for all and for what it is no there
Like the time I write and make you within my limits
Nothing I could do to change color and vain
But my little boy, the one you have given to me
From the last autumn isn’t going to live with that ugly bull of yours.


Details | Lyric | |

cjh

it feels good to know 
I have found someone 
who cares as much 
as I love the sky 
as I love the rain 
as I love spring 
or a summer day 
it feels good to know 
I can look in your eyes 
and not be denied 
the love I feel inside 
is more precious than 
the first blooming flower
the first clap of thunder 
the first ray of sun 
after a shower 
it feels good to know 
where ever we go 
you are always with me 
by my side
and knowing you love me 
makes me fly
higher than the biggest plane 
further than geese on autumn days 
for I am undoubtably yours
forever.


Details | Romanticism | |

Nightsong

Hold me dear, close tonight
below the velevet blue colours of night
in the soft summer of thy embrace
breathe unto me the springs of life
kiss me once, with all 
the flaming fire, the stars gifted their choicest lover with
an' catch the moon sighs, impatient in the silver gaze
ere, like beads of rain, they fall upon the cheek
kiss me again, as the warmth finds its way to blue autumn trees
beneath..against the teeth of the winter breeze
an' lull me to sweet sleep
the lilting whispers of love, like feather upon 
silken realms...
hold..


Details | Bio | |

Wish Upon a Star

                          One day I wished upon a star to send me a love from afar.
                                     I wished for a love with bright red hair.
Hair as red as a bright winter fire.
                              I wished for him to have lips as juicy as strawberries and
eyes as brown as an autumn leaf that falls to the ground.
           I wished for him to have a touch as gentle as a cool summer breeze,
I wanted him to knock me to my knees.
                    Little did I know I had already found my bow!
      We danced and talked under that bright star I wished upon until the early dawn.
 I was lucky to have the star that fateful night, for I found the love of my life that night!


Details | Ballad | |

Love Me

Love me now
Love me today

Wait not, 
for tomorrow
Tomorrow waits, 
today waits not!

Let me know, today,
you love me
show me, today,
you will love me, tomorrow

Let today be the beginning,
of tomorrow, 
let it be the beginning,
of always and for ever

Let me hear, today,
in the warmth of your breath,
in the rhythm of your heart;
you love me, today,
and will, tomorrow, 
beginning today

Let me see, today, 
in your quiet countenance, 
in the flame of your eyes,
bright as lightening,
on a rainy night,
yet tender,
as a gentle flame;
like a candle in the wind,
with a guardian angel,
watching over it;
holding back the wind

Let me feel, today,
your love, soothing, 
as the morning sun

Let me hear, today,
your love,
rolling off your tongue,
flowing from your lips, 
to my heart;
in the melody of your voice,
sweet and gentle,
as a breeze on a mountain top,
in a quiet autumn night,

Let it flow, today,
gentle as a quiet river,
running deep and steady

I mind not, if it comes,
a mighty rushing wind,
only not a trade wind,
here today, gone tomorrow

I mind not, if it is hot,
molten lava, 
from the volcano top,
only boiling slowly

When it cools, 
may it not, 
turn into a stumbling block,
not a rolling stone

But a cornerstone,
stable and able,
weathering the elements,
enduring time, 
through today, 
till tomorrow;
for eternity


Details | Rhyme | |

The Color Beautiful

I saw you just the other day.
You stood there all alone.
I watched as the Suns shadow beat down upon you.
Your eyes and mine were both hesitant at the glimpse of shade.
You stood so firm and adamant, 
Your posture was mine to admire and to please!
The color beautiful was everything that I had ever imagined it could be!
I could see the winds tousling through your flawless shiny hair,
A cool breeze tenderly caressing an unexpected stern face! 
You stood so tall. You were bigger than anything I had ever seen.
I watched you shiver as the cold draft reached from underneath bringing its sharpest autumn air.
You stood there completely impervious to time, person and to place.
The color beautiful captured hidden chills inside of me as I embraced that very same breeze.
I could feel the warmth of your breath upon me,
You stood there with a true look of total awareness.
I could no longer feel my heart quicken to beat, 
For I had lost every one of my God given perceptual senses.
I could feel your warmth covering over me baring my only gift to see.
You stood as a man with much honor and pride.
Such an obvious completeness!
The color beautiful instantly became everything in this world to me.
Because in your eyes you left no doubt that I am still your princess!


Details | I do not know? | |

The Provider

When autumn chilled the maple
And turned the ginko leaves to gold
Strolling by creek water ripples
I my love to hubby told

The provider who's not gifted
At tender loving charms
Wrapped his arms around me
In gratitude that was warm

Once he picked me wild flowers
A bucket full I'd say
Just to show his appreciation
For loving him always