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Details | Free verse |

The Sea Gulls Came Home

The horizon was brewing ominous clouds,
Dark as if they came out of hell.
The once azure sky became hazy
As the north wind chilly breezes
Puffed up more stratocumulus,
Rain-heavy clouds that signified storms.

I rested against the balustrade
Of the promenade, looking down at the sea.
Waves upon waves dashed at the dark crags.
Sea spray washed my tired face.
Above the seagulls came to enjoy
The thunderstorm that would soon erupt
Above the small bay, now emptied of boats.

The sea gulls were indeed a sight to see.
Only a hundred or so circled the inlet.
They were truly a harbinger of storms.
They flew against the wind, or with it,
Or soared above it, much as they felt like it.
They plunged into the sea for food
Irrespective of where the chilly wind blew.
They were an elegant sight to see.

As the first drops of rain fell, I betook myself home.
My wife was waiting anxiously for me
Afraid I’ll get wet.  “Watching the birds?”
Clearly she was not very much amused.

She turned her back on me, as thunder boomed
And lightening flashed but I went with the wind,
And clasped her round her winsome waist.  
She did not resist, neither did I.

POTD 6 June 2017

Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2017



Details | Couplet |

- A Bird Sings Only When It Is Happy -

A white dove flies gracefully across vision
Shines as transparent pieces of ivory joy

I give you a Candle of Love, for inspire and encourage you
Blown gently upon a soft warm lovely breeze 

Falling slowly like a ripe apple 
With sad confusion, I promise you heaven

Everything will fall into place and gives you, perfect pleasure of life
Love whispering on wings fluttering deep

It is possible to change your tomorrow, if you seek your dream today
To watch the light change i pray for your beauty to return

My arms are full of flowers, the beauty the unfathomable grace
Reborn under a promise of color inside the mist bouquet dream 





Written by Liam Mcdaid & A-L Andresen :)  11.04.2015 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |

Sinister Encounter

Poe laid flowers on her grave
    His lost Lenore
    One he’d love forevermore 
    But doomed to see her nevermore

Storm clouds expelled true daylight
     Yet near her grave on a dead oak tree
     An ebony raven stared and seemed to agree
     “Nevermore,” the bird mocked, flying off with ironic glee

Clouds burst, pelting the cemetery with rain
     Back to his horse and carriage Poe ran
     Was Poe a pawn in this raven’s game plan
     An unhealthy racing of his heart began

Arriving home, Poe sought to forget
     But there was the red-eyed, sinister bird
     Perched on the pallid bust of Pallas, it said just one word
     “Nevermore,” was all Poe heard

Stealthily the bird had entered through an open window
     “Did God summon you to add to my grief?”
     Poe pleaded, “Will I ever find relief?”
     “Nevermore,” cried the demon, to Poe’s disbelief

Poe tried to rid his home of the tormenting invader
     “Fly away; take your word with you!”
     But the evil visitor would not bid adieu
     Its single word was malicious; Poe could not misconstrue

When rainfall ended, the raven flew to the windowsill
     “Be gone!” Poe screamed, his voice filled with hate
     It eyed him once more, leaving Poe in a crazed state
     But loving memories of Lenore it could not desecrate



*Written October 1, 2014

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2014

Details | Verse |

Can poetry matter

In the debate between accessible and difficult poems
Poets' poems and poems for people
Only the single poem and private reader matter

Both kinds and anything between can matter or not
Solid or made of air, a vase or heavy clay ashtray
One word repeated or many like a lei

An acquired taste, like wine, and like wine
Not sustenance, yet men die with their miseries
Uncut without it, news and mere matter

I advise everyone to keep a personal anthology of poems that matter
Or not. Perhaps it should be novels. Stones, insect wings,
Feathers, Birds you've seen, People loved.





Copyright © Robert Ronnow | Year Posted 2015

Details | Epic |

Eagle and the Dove


Gather around the sacred fire, my children
Let the embers' glow spark your curiosity
as we begin on this journey together;
to the time of how things once were,
to the time of how things came to be
In the beginning,
there was no war, only peace
There was no hate, only love
Harmony existed between all things,
it was the age when the eagle flew alongside the dove
Now the eagle lived high in the cliff of a great mountain,
and the dove lived in the lush valley below
And the seasons continued unabated,
from the summer's heat to the winter's snow
Then one day as the eagle sat, perched high atop his domain,
an evil thought entered his heart,
that only he alone over everything should reign
He felt because he was the most powerful bird,
his voice should always have the final word
So he gathered the other birds together,
to have them agree to make him their chief
The falcon and the hawk said they liked the idea
The raven and the owl said lets not be so hasty
The debate went on for days,
and the eagle grew restless with each passing hour
Until the stork delivered him a message,
during one spring early morning shower
The message said that the dove and the swan,
never came to a meeting, no not once
Thus, the eagle flew down to the edge of the pond,
and asked the swan about his absence
The swan said such matters concern him not,
let he who rule, let him rule just
As for the whereabouts of the dove, the swan said
he was in a cove by the big tree with the chestnuts
The eagle went and confronted the dove,
and accused him of stalling his coronation oblation
The dove replied with a gentle reproof,
saying to go down this wicked path will divide the earth into two nations
One will love war, and the other will love peace
One will hate killing, and the other will hate mercy
One will love freedom, and the other will love slavery
One will hate healing the pain, the other will hate causing hurt and misery
The eagle got angry at what the dove had to say,
and they no longer flew together after that day
So now you know, children, the story of the eagle and the dove
Which will you choose?
Will you choose to love hate,
or choose to live the peaceful way
Will you choose to hate love,
or choose to possess the spirit of a dove

Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Sky Dancing


Looked out my window,
and saw a wondrous sight
Two cardinals in flight,
aerial dancing
Perfect mid-air pirouettes,
spiraling higher and higher
Two winged bodies in motion as one
They reminded me of you and I,
my love,
when we danced on the clouds,
among the stars that night
We fell in love that night,
sky dancing with you was sheer delight
We felt light as a feather,
floating above the trees
Our eyes gazing into each other eyes,
falling in love, rising higher
on a summer breeze through the skies
We danced so close together
until the morning sunrise
Night turning into day,
as we danced the night away
I never wanted to come down that night,
wishing with all my might
we could dance in the air again
Today, I looked out my window,
and saw a beautiful sight ...
two love birds sky dancing 
in the sunlight

Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

The Love of A Sandpiper

I watch fascinated 
at its teetering stance,
bobbing up and down,
picking at small insects
that infest the lonely loch,
that it choose instead of
upland streams or creeks
or fast flowing rivers,
or in some lonely lake.
 
Today I sit on a small chair,
behind some bushes on the shore
of a lonely loch, away from it all.
Ah sandpiper, are you emulating me?
Are you in search of lonely spots too,
far from the worrisome cities of the world?
Let's leave behind us wars and strife,
enjoy a bit of peace.  Let us be true to love.
 
A breeze strikes, up and up you fly,
with stiff bowed brown wings
and your characteristic cry,
swee-wee-wee, swee-wee-wee.
Where will you go for shelter?
Do you prefer the secluded estuaries
or the protected inland lakes?
 
I see you return, too good a place to miss.
But look, you've found a mate.
Heaven provides, love conquers all.
I think I'll turn in, my wife awaits.

(N.B. This was written quite a few months ago.)

Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2017

Details | Lyric |

While You Sleep

While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems.
My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly 
Knowing your reaction will never greet me.

Tonight will be different in what I want you to know.
It has everything to do with what I can’t help but show.
I hold no claim to any religion but you’ve given me a place for my faith.
Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste.
You’ve shown me something I can see, touch, and feel, 
And so before it I choose to kneel.

I know I don’t say it but I miss you every day.
Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice,
Yet when you call I can’t find any of the right words to say.
I’m just happy to finally hear your voice.
Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart;
Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we’ll have to part.

I’ll never be too far from you, always within arm’s reach,
And in your days of darkness I’ll be the light that you will seek.
I’ll never let you leave too far from me, I’ll stay close behind you in this world;
Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl.
I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ.
Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy.

I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips
And see the very best of you in loving bliss.
I see past the physical which makes you attractive
And focus on the things I can’t see in which I’m attracted.
Your thoughts I’d love to hear them all.
Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call.

My day will come, I know someday I’ll be the only one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally.
Yes our day will come, I know someday we’ll be as one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.

Copyright © Kristopher Higgs | Year Posted 2012

Details | Shape |

Soar Like An Eagle

 

                /\                                                                    /\
               //\\                                                                 //\\
              Soar                                                                Soar
             through                                                          bravely
              out my                                                          filled in 
                universe                                                     passion
                 and I shall                                               and love 
                   set you free.            ********            with all thy
                     I’ve ached for      * O\ __ /O *         might. Take 
                       moments of       *      \/      *       flight under 
                         clarity without *                * the twilight with
                              responsibility.                 my love tonight.
                                May the breeze fill your spirit and may 
                                    your spirit rise above. Your spirit is
                                       so mighty floating like a dove.
                                          You always deserve joy
                                           \_/\_/\_/\_/\_/\_/\_/
                                           in life so be kind to all
                                       those you meet. Be all you
                                     can to strangers and you shall
                                    always land on your feet. Stay
                                      strong, fight      keep  your
                                      head held so     high and fly.
                                            /l\                   /l\
                                 \_/\_/ / l \  \_/\_/\_/  / l \  \_/\_/
                                
                                \_/\_/\_/\_/\_/\_/\_/\_/\_/\_/\_/\_/
                                                  
                                                     Be you.





December 27, 2016

Copyright © Laura Loo | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Bells of an angel rings

You're a little angel 
whom always brings a warm smile 
When sunshine flowers with a radiant glowing beam
carnations blossom fluttering petals kiss full of joy
happiness a rose crowning every single word 
dances to your sweet melody

To hear your silent heartbeat within whispers echo
one blessing born filled with life flies grace shines
forever and always feels the warmth grow
Inside one's self a presence carried by you
on the sweetest soft gentle breeze 

When the birds softly sing in the meadows 
lifting lashes mirror reflections calming waters
Faith still holds inside beautiful paradise
our eternity embraced upon golden sands
within destiny's dream touched by your feathers 
it's your heart and soul that has wings

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

Details | Verse |

Nightingale



Where twilight songs search of beauty like syllables broke apart I count each step to find your heart where velvet words resonate and azure moonlight softly hangs in brushed hues of melody.. _______________________

Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |

Night Bird

Did you hear the night bird call
as Summer tumbled into Fall
and leaves piled up against the wall,
it's then you miss her most of all.

Did you hear the night bird sing
as Winter tumbled into Spring
though flowers bloom, no joy they bring,
her absence colors everything.

Did you hear the night bird cry
as endless seasons tumbled by,
unanswered still, the reason why
she left you here alone to die.

Did you hear the night bird's song
as time forever tumbled on,
memories, the grief prolong,
without her everything is wrong.

Copyright © Danielle White | Year Posted 2010

Details | Pantoum |

WHEN I WAS YOUNG

When I was young and life was easy
I never thought but of the next day.
For the young, things can be so breezy
It is the child's way.

I never thought but of the next day
Until that day came upon me.
It is the child's way
And I did not want to see.

Until that day came upon me
I was carefree like the bird on high.
And I did not want to see
The dark adult horizons that would make me cry.

I was carefree like the bird on high
Only to be trapped by love
The dark adult horizons that would make me cry
Crushing me down from above.

Only to be trapped by love
For the young, things can be so breezy
Crushing me down from above
When I was young and life was easy.


Dan Cwiak ... written for:
Paula Swanson's Pantoum contest

Copyright © Daniel Cwiak | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse |

Deeply Moving Thought

A thousand echoes
whispering through the deep seashell 
As the common bond between us 
brushing sands 
is lovingly holding 

Sweet gentle tenderness 
On desert dry lips 
winds of change kiss 
Looking towards the mountains 
snow covering her face 
White clouds cap the head 

Just a plain country boy 
Drifting away with shadows of a past life's pain 
Holding dreams 
finding your love completes the circle of a promise 

Believing something greater exists 
As the birds sing over amazing grace 
Searching the high plain 
Blue holds heaven's vision 
As a cold wind alone cuts clean to the marrow

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2016

Details | Acrostic |

The Birds and the Bees

T he birds have been around for centuries.
H ow sweetly singing, winging on their way,
E vanescent as a summer breeze. . . 

B ringing bliss supreme; then gone one day.
I n your bloom of youth, one bird appears.
R adiant, you’ll soar to splendor’s height,
D runk with joy till passion disappears.
S tung by love undone, you’ll face your plight.

A las, your bird has turned into a bee.
N aïve no longer, you have felt love’s sting.
D evoted love you’ll seek as remedy!

T hough you’ll wish to hear a new bird sing,
H eartache may await. You must recall
E ventually sweet passion’s birds become. . . 

B ees! How can you know real love at all?
E yes open, you must seek a faithful one;
E phemeral are the birds and yes, the bees.
S till they will persist for centuries!

FOR PD's Acrostic II Contest

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse |

- Begging Sunlight -

A yellow song about autumn
Leaves falling slowly 
May nature embrace me gently

Birds mixing tunes 
Of such ecstatic sound 
Rising a sweet melody 
Creeds and song carried with the wind
in the highest tempo

Kissing one heart priceless gold
Crossing bridges and mountain majesty of the world
Rustling softly breathless whispers treasure
Most quiet need, by autumn sun and candlelight

Like sweet thoughts in a dream
Dazzling of wonder as magical charms
floating flutters gently on a breeze 
Delightful day it is for all who dwell
delicately blown upon warm sunlight rays 

The sumptuous yearning of summer that left
Breathtaking feeling dance circles around
Viewing elements and seasons as they change
Deeply touches embracing beauty inside 
Into the dawn's early and tender caresses
You stand in front of the sun 
morning dewdrops upon your vision 




Written by L. Mcdaid & A-L Andresen :)  16.10.2015 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |

Thank you God for bird eggs

When love lies in a crypt unnamed
And it's fire lives on lips untamed
And the wild fury wakes from it's sleep
to find the who or what it seeks
With thirst and hunger of the starving
Armed with strength men find alarming
and the valor of a silent knight
Antisipating whatever unknown fight
built for battle and not for flight
Searching both the days and nights
for the thing that illudes the sight
Made of love and things measured
identified by hopes and things treasured
Found only by the eyes of the soul
to satisfy an insatiable goal
Where only grace can intercede
and the lonely has met its chosen seed
To give to it's own special need
That one of which the dreamer dreamt
That angel for whom the eyes have wept
The secrets that one's heart has kept
All fulfilled to the deepest depth
To the place where inspiration ferried
and to the person imagination carried
All wrapped in things called thought
Inescapable this thing where it's caught
My heaven, where my paradise is you
My perfect, is everything you do
My soul has found its rest
with love, that turned my crypt into a nest
With you, my soul has been blessed
with peace, and this is happiness.

Copyright © john loving iii | Year Posted 2014

Details | Monorhyme |

Tropical Nightingale



Perched on a sturdy branch on yonder tree Pouring out your heart in sweet melody With a full throated birdsong rhapsody Filling me with such joyful ecstasy Do you sing sweetly to woo your lady Who listens somewhere on a nearby tree Her heart must surely melt at the beauty Of the song you sing so effortlessly Is your song a joyful testimony To honour nature's musical bounty Given to creatures from earth, sky and sea Whose music blesses all abundantly Or is it part of a profound mystery Heralding a supreme divinity Which pervades all silently and deeply O bird, I'll ever be grateful to thee

Copyright © john beharry | Year Posted 2014

Details | Light Poetry |

My Wish For You

Oh my precious,
I know that you know, how much I love you and 
You know that I know how much you love me.

Then where did you go, my dear?
I’m surprised you didn't have fear.
I know it was the nature’s call,
I know it was your right to fly.

May be you are searching me,
May be you are happy dear,
May be you intended my dear,
May be you flew by chance.

Whatever happened can’t be undone now,
All that I want to tell you now,
Just be brave my child, life’s not easy now,
Hunters are all around, stay alert and be safe, Sweetie.

I wish you get someone to love, 
I wish you fly the highest,
I know I’m the sinner, coz I kept you inside.
But I did what I felt best for you.

Forgive me my baby,
Fly high and reach the heights,
And someday if you see me down on earth,
Do not hesitate my dear, do not hesitate.

With love from Mumma

Dated : 8 Dec. 2014
9th place win in contest 'My Wish For You' 
Sponsored by Isaiah Zerbst
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2nd place win in 'I Love My Pets!' contest
Sponsored by: Laura Loo (2016)


*My little bird ( Mitthi meaning sweetie ) flew away on 3rd Dec. 2014. When I got her four and a half years back, she didn't know how to fly or even to hop. We used to jump in front of her and one day she too hopped and the journey continued…  She used to follow me from one room to another and she knew that food is in the kitchen .

Copyright © Archana Garg | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

Free as a Bird

Breathing wind 
across ocean currents 
Waves of a sea murmur 
under tides turn over emotions awakening 
Satin white washed surf 

Beholding 
upon the rocks 
Beloved apex 
a sunbeams brilliance 

Wetly kissed 
under a rainbow arch
Throwing light 
of the moon spotlighting 
dancing with the shadows 

Crouching where the sun rests 
Twilight fires burn amber 
within clouds shooting gunbarrel grey

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

To be your hummingbird

Oh, to be a hummingbird,
hovering near your flower
to float above your petals
for hour, upon hour

To taste your wondrous nectar
as I feel the morning dew,
to drink in all the mysteries,
the mysteries of you

Copyright © David Brown | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

HUMAN TENDERNESS

How we love this secluded pond
He lowers me to the grass
And on my stomach I watch
Little beetles, blue dragonflies
Transparent wings fluttering
soft humming near my ears
My smiles born broadly in sunlight

His tender hands hold my back
to his chest. And in the shallow
pool numerous tadpoles curiously
investigate my otherwise useless
legs without pity or shame
He smiles words of joy to me
In my ears and to my mouth

Red squirrel clambers
the tree near our temporary
bed where his hands fumble
and his mouth smiles broadly
between my hands, breeze
lifting my curls as wings
on small hummingbirds

From the corners of his eyes
The lazy luce ponders the strange
ways of human tenderness
While he holds me in his
endless loving patience
That doesn't care about ability
Just we, water, sun and together

***

February 6, 2017

Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

Little Bird

Little bird
Outside my window
Please go away.
You come here every day 
To steal my thoughts and
Replace them with dreams of
Adventures
I long to go
Up where you soar to
See what you see
From your Heavenly view
Nothing is lost
Or hidden from you.
You sing a song
Bright and sweet
But you are always
Alone
Who hears you?
Who is it for?
Must be for me,
I thought so.
Who sent you?
I think I know,
But she is far away
Lost to memory.
Oh, no. 
Don't go.
Stay and tell me
What she said.
Does she miss me?
She does.
Tell her I miss her too.


An oldie, I dug up for tonight. When I wrote this, it had no meaning but now I'm not so sure.

Copyright © James Andersen | Year Posted 2016

Details | Sonnet |

Lost In Your Love - Collaboration with White Wolf

As deep as oceans are in thy blue eyes
I ponder to myself: where have I been
Lost in your love, a bird in your high skies
A poor blind man I was, but now I've seen

Truth lies behind your eyes that I can see
Alone. I don't roam this earth without you,
For we are one, and one we'll always be
So darling take my heart, take my hand too.

And though your eyes stare without seeing me
They see much deeper than eyes ever could
They see deep in my heart where I am free
And where we live together, long and good

     No ocean separates the love we feel
     We're birds, our universe is vast and real

***

Iambic Pentameter
March 21, 2017
Copyright © White Wolf and Darren White

Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017

Details | Rhyme |

As God Nurtures Me

As God Nurtures Me

Such peace it fills my very soul
I awake this morning feeling whole
Everything is beautiful
I am the man who has it all
A wife, and children, grandchildren too
A heart all filled with love so true
Oh, what else could I ever need?
Of love, immortal, I’m the seed

I look above me, sun is out
Sweet beauty, it is all about
The birds they sing their sweet, sweet song
It’s in this world I do belong
I’m so happy, so much joy
Is in me. Naught can this destroy
I have it all, just everything
Forever more my heart will sing

I meditate with each new morn
Through this such peace each day is born
I am, I am that’s all I need
I’m born again. my soul is freed
All I want is now, that’s all
Each day, it is so beautiful
God gave me peace. He gave me love
He nurtures me from up above

17 January 2016

Copyright © Peter Duggan | Year Posted 2016

Details | Sonnet |

Have you just been there watching

Have you Just been There, Watching

Have you sat and watched a river flow?
As the morning sun it starts to glow
Have you seen the morning start to grow?
I can’t help it I just love life so
Have you felt that power in the sky?
That there is a god I can’t deny
Have you seen black swans as they float by?
I admit that nature makes me high
Have you felt the song of mystery?
Have you felt the joy of just to be?
There are many things I love to see
Have you felt it, life’s sweet ecstasy?
All of this comes through the love of God
He’s been there with every step I've trod

20 April 2016

Sonnet

Each line is nine syllables

Rhyme is aaaabbbbccccddddee

Copyright © Peter Duggan | Year Posted 2016

Details | Sonnet |

I Love This Sweet Mystery

Sonnet

Love This Sweet Mystery

Oh, how I love it, this sweet mystery
I walk on feathers, so happy I be
My heart is singing a sweet symphony
I look around me, such beauty I see

It’s such a sweet world, a wonderful day
River so peaceful it flows on its way
The parrots they screech, as they have their say
For all this beauty, I look up and pray

I live for this beauty, it’s so serene
The trees they sway gently, grass is so green
I love it so much, this beautiful scene
Oh, how wonderful, this morn it has been

How I love to walk beneath morning sun
Under the blue skies life is so much fun


Sonnet
Fourteen lines. All in Syllables Ten
Written in Mono rhyme

Copyright © Peter Duggan | Year Posted 2016

Details | Sonnet |

The Gift of Eros


The Gift of Eros

Aloft flies Eros; mischief fluttered wings
With silent rustle whisper overhead
By arrows pierced; the hearts of knaves and kings
The chilly grave, the restless lover’s bed
Blue London air, red Piccadilly light
Above the shifting crowd and constant noise
In summer heat, in neon and the night
He aims his slender bow with perfect poise
Aloft flies Eros; underneath his feet
As shadows of the Circus slowly shift
I contemplate my own love, bitter, sweet
The wound that Eros wrought in me, the gift
And as I turn my tears up to the sky
A pigeon drops an arrow in my eye

by Gail



















Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2015

Details | Lyric |

Because

I loved a man, because and because.
He was dear to me then, and now.
Don't search for reasons for my because...
You'll never find them out.

I loved a man, for why and for why.
A different man, you see.
Don't search for reasons for my for why.
The doves are in the trees.

The doves in the trees have secrets, you know.
They coo them all full out.
But only the birds know what they say -
why I loved both the men.


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7/31/2015

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Contest  - Poem that time forgot 2

Sponsor - Silent One

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A Win

Copyright © Julia Ward | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |

Love Midst The Flowers

Love midst the flowers

The roses bloom so endlessly
In pink and red and yellow
And orange too with purest white
As the morn feels soft and mellow
We sit together drinking tea
As love fills all of me
And oh, it feels so wonderful
Cause, that’s the way love be.

The birds sing out in tenderness
As they pray to the golden sun
And you and I sit sipping tea
No longer two, but one
As the love, the joy of perfect love
Does deep within me sing
Those birds are singing just for us
And so much bliss do bring.

The Sun shines in the deep blue sky
I smell the whiff of Jasmine
As love sings from a gentle heart
Above all worldly din
As you and I together, dear
We sit here sipping tea
Nothing matters in the whole wide world
But the love twixt you and me.

Copyright © Peter Duggan | Year Posted 2017






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