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Details | Italian Sonnet | |

Springtime Affections

My love, your breath, fresh as a spring breeze,
Caresses my face, with a wondrous tone,
As your sweet lips, approach mine, we moan.
For expectation, of such pleasurable tease,
For there is no time, for emotions to please,
Our brief moments, are barely, only a loan.
For passion delivers, future beautifully alone,
Our ecstasies of movements together, appease.

After spring, before the heat of summer time,
Our ardor grows; grows within each heart.
Our touch, Heavens blessing, to each other,
These moments, hours, days have no crime.
Together forever, our souls, never part,
Our spirits are free, to love; never smother.

Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2013

Details | Haiku | |

MUSIC - HAIKU

Play The Radio Get Up And Dance All Night Long Music Heals The Soul

Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse | |

We Wait


No chatter patter, I'm alone in a lonely house as winter arrives
My thoughts fly to you as you travel afar in distant regions
You still write me letters, though with fewer lines
Yet, they are filled with music for my soul 
You took care of all my needs before you left
You even stocked the house with wood for our bonfires in garden, 
But of what use are they without you and our little hearts? 
The wood lies bundled quietly in the store waiting for your hands to untie them
Solitary fires bring no warmth, I dispel with such an endeavour
Memories of children and us around our evening fires warms my heart
There was laughter reigning all around
Neighbours heard our peels as loud guffaws rattled their windows
They smiled at us the next day as it cheered their hearts, too
Scrumptious hot food was savoured 
While jabbering endlessly till midnight eerie hours
Now when I return from work I unlock an empty home with cold walls 
The overhanging roof almost engulfs me to madness. 
I wake up to misty-foggy mornings with the temperatures dipping 
I keep myself warm to retain my good health
You were always worried about my health with the seasonal change 
The days at work pass by, it is the dark cold evenings that leave me lonelier
The cold quilts dampen my lonely spirits further till eyelids drop
I miss the warmth of your arm as I snuggled closer 
It gave me protection and made me feel wanted
Your presence in your office at home made my world complete
Now the chair is lifeless before a clean dusted table
The office that was priceless has lost its value and
There is an empty vision in an empty room which waits for its master
Hot cappuccinos our nocturnal addiction is sans aroma 
We were a couple of few words but our silent eyes told stories
Quietly we walked down the lake with bird-food in our hands for our migratory guests The orange shroud of the vanishing sun imprisoned the lake waters lapping the banks. I've stopped going there without you 
I read and sometimes sit alone in our barren garden that
Awaits  your return to bloom in springtime
Life all alone without a loved one is a loveless life.


December 12, 2015
Contest: Favourite Love Poem
Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron

Copyright © Balveen Cheema | Year Posted 2015

Details | Verse | |

Spring Is Here

Spring Is Here

The flowers are blooming.
The yard is cut and trimmed just how you like it.
Daddy painted the house.

Mom, can you see down from heaven? Everything looks nice, but, Mom, there is one thing missing, and that is you.

Dad is still sitting on the porch in that old chair  taking naps.
The outside of the house looks just like you like it, 
            But,
The inside is missing the smell of your cooking, your voice, and most of all you.
We can still see the visual of you going through the house.
The smell of your perfume in the distance.
We know you are in Heaven, and one day we will see you again, and hear
your voice once again.

Spring is Here but without you.

Copyright © Tammy Carter | Year Posted 2016