Husband Miracle Poems | Husband Poems About Miracle

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Bob had been a lonely man ever since
His wife of fifty years had passed.
“Lord, let me join her.” he would pray.
“Let this day be my last.”

Each day, he went to the cemetery,
Just a short walk down the street.
After their talk, he would water her flowers
And hear passers-by whisper, “How sweet.”

One gray and misty morning,
He had hoped for sunnier skies
To plant fall bloomers at her graveside;
But there, to his surprise…

Stood an old dog beside her stone;
Thin and dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as Bob approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”

He sat calmly as Bob planted flowers,
Carefully sniffing each one Bob put in place.
After the last one was planted, he sniffed it;
Then turned and licked Bob’s face.

Bob smiled. “I had a dog when I was young…
Pal…he was a mighty good one too.
So, if you don’t mind old fella,
That’s what I’ll call you.”

Pal may have been an old dog,
But he was smart and handsome in his way;
So they made a deal, Bob would give him a meal
And a bath, if he decided to stay.

Pal loved his bath, then rolled in the grass.
He slept on a blanket in the den.
In the night, he dragged it next to Bob’s bed. 
He intended to be Bob’s best friend.

Pal was such a good dog, housebroken too;
Never made a mess or got in trouble.
He knew about newspapers, slippers and Frisbees;
And when Bob called, he‘d come on the double.

Yes, Pal gave Bob’s life new purpose.
A special bond of friendship was cast.
And never again did Bob pray, 
“Lord, let this day be my last.”

For twelve years, the very best of friends,
Together night and day;
And so it was, until one evening,
Pal quietly passed away.

Bob held Pal in his arms and wept.
“Oh, Pal…my best friend…you saved my life.” 
He caressed Pal as he reminisced;
Then, sometime in the night, Bob joined his wife.

The next morning, an old woman,
Tears welling in her sad and lonely eyes,
Brought fresh flowers to her husband’s grave;
But there, to her surprise….

Stood an old dog beside the stone, 
Thin an dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as she approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”

He sat calmly as she took old flowers
And put fresh ones in their place. 
He carefully sniffed the fresh ones,
Then, turned and licked her face.

She smiled through her tears.  
“I had a dog when I was young...
A good one too.  His name was Pal.”

Copyright © Robert Candler | Year Posted 2014

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.

Copyright © Jay Loveless | Year Posted 2013

Details | Diamante |

Thirsty Feeling about Nature and love

A small poem “Thirsty Feeling about Nature and love” wrote by Mrs. Madhavi. Suyog. Pagare

 “Thirsty Feeling about Nature and love” 

Seating nearby valley side,
Astonished by seeing a nature's serene beauty. 
Amidst Grassy hills,
zigzagically mounted on the stupefying homeland.
Pristine Water, Sliding from the highest peak,
Flowing in its own way,
Wondering about its challenging destiny.
Love the way you are.
I owe you for myself!!

Wind's whispered, Cheering in its ain way.
Chanting of music beats,
Recited with a soothing intonation.
Birds speaking eloquently..
Dazzling due to marvellous rainbow..
Love the way you are,
I owe you for myself!!

Amazing and enamoured environment aroused my emotions,
Feeling Shy to express.
Missing my dream person,my Mr.Adam.
Versatile persona where are you?
Come here and hug me.
Fuel me up with spirit.
Gift me a smile.
Until forever fades away, Endure me.
Love the way you are..
I owe you for myself!!

Finished dropping stones in water.
Gladly waiting for your arrival.
Testing patience is all enough now.
Wanted to feel the gist of love.
Desire to fulfil wish with pure heart and soul.
Auspicious moments provoking to capture 
Love the way you are, 
I owe you for myself

by Madhavi. Suyog. Pagare.

Copyright © Madhavi Sarjare pagare | Year Posted 2013

Details | Dramatic monologue |

Missed it-One day at a time

One day at a time
With the delusion of anger,
falling from my eyes,
The veil of bitterness,
Torn from the one I despised,
My heart withers in my chest
The spell that cast a shadow on this beauties shimmering frame
That hid a wonder a mystery this woman bearing my name.
I cannot believe I’ve lived alongside you for so long
And missed the chorus of a lover’s  refrain.
We like strangers in the night
Ships passing by on a foggy sea,
Have rediscovered each other again,
Fearful yet wanting, the task ahead daunting,
Forever changed by the crimson stain,
Leaving us equipped in ways we can never explain.
One day at a time, we live for these moments,
One day at a time, is all we are given,
And by the grace of God our one day at a time will turn into memories
That we will share over a lifetime.

Copyright © Angel fire | Year Posted 2013

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A Miracle in the Midst of Chaos


Six days she lay beneath the rubble of concrete and debris,
Pinned down with little hope of survival, just faith that God would send help to set her free.
Six days and five nights, in total darkness, her weak voice called out but no one came,
A billion thoughts ran through her mind, but every thought ended in Jesus’ name.

Her faithful husband stayed at the site, 
Looking, digging and listening, each day and night.
And on that sixth day, after many tons of concrete were moved away,
He heard a voice so weak, I’m here, help me, I’m O.K!

Still trapped beneath much debris, an after shock now was feared,
Much steel rebar and concrete still had to be safely cleared.
But with time running out, and few power tools at hand, the outcome looked so very dim,
Then like out of the blue, a U.S. firefighter crew shows up, and now the outlook is not so

Three hours later they pulled her out, 
And gave her back to the loving arms of her husband who never had doubt.
Call it luck or call it what you will, but to me it was a miracle this woman got free,
Six days without food or drink, trapped beneath tons of concrete, it was truly a miracle
for all to see.

Copyright © Ronald Bingham | Year Posted 2010

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You Are Mine-Best Love Poem

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You're my mate to my soul,
You're my line to my life.
How grateful I am,
To finally be your wife...

The sanctity of my core,
Could not ask for more,
Cuz' it's you that I adore,
So let's close the door.

Let's just forget Monday's blues,
And how my heart used to be so bruised,
But since I met you,
My life has been improved,
	-I've never been so seduced.

Predictions of all that is to come,
For you are mine, and we are one.
We fell in love when we were so young,
Twenty years ago, look how far we've come.

Through out the last two decades,
From childhood and then classmates,
We've become perfect bedmates,
With maybe a few little headaches.

Your gentle brown eyes, chills up my spine,
For finally it is our time, let's fly,
Sometimes I lay and start to cry,
For I am yours, and you are mine.

Written By: Laura Urbaniak
Date: September 26, 2015

2nd Place Winner

Copyright © Laura Loo | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

The Valkryie

God is good to everyone; so when you love, be in love.

Said to me a Sable Hoplite in mottled clothes; guarding the memoir of his dead wife in Boston’s subway transit.

Robbing a pedestrian of a moment's time as he did from banks for fiat claims and capital climbs via violent crimes.

He intimidates the hive mind as well as mine, but we are receptive.

Like all under the devil's thumb, we wish to traverse the red wall.

I look to my side and see a cherub evolving into a matron of unworldly skies.

Her will soars like a whirlwind sword that scores the fabric of time.

She fosters the orphaned spirit and walks the literal and figuratively blind through their valley of darkness.

Her and I are vagrant and lost like nomads; but we find homage in one another.

Attracting like covalent and ionic bonds.

She’s an eclectic electric Aryan blonde with the constellation Pleiades in the lines of her palm.

The lines are in cursive and those who read and heed its words will hear the echo of the Celestine. 

The Valkyrie, oh so cunning and keen; so intent to take me to Valhalla.

She passively leads the Liberation Army; to their respective terminals and posts.

As if to intervene.

Co-collectively, they carry the virtue of a justified rebellion in the form of a military coup.

Encouraged to face the truth even in her absence, a man finds he must transmute.

Copyright © Alex Cullen | Year Posted 2017

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Yellow and purple little flowers
Holding them with your bruised hand
Run to me and hand me over the bouquet
We will have a small banquet

You were sick in bed for a month
I missed seeing you under the sun
I missed kissing you until I felt numb

You were stuck in the bed for a month
You suffered much pain
You screamed like you were insane

But, the warmness of the sun broke your curse
Holding little flowers with your bleeding hand
Run to me and hand me over the bouquet
We will have a special banquet


Copyright © Felicia Jarvis | Year Posted 2017

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Eternal New Years Love

Reminiscing about New Years eves of the past. 
Lost in a reverie of what could have been and what came to pass. 

Thinking about a New Year's Eve not so long ago, 
never knowing that a simple twist of fate would change my life forever and time would move so fast. 

Dancing in the Square with lifelong friends under a neon ball 

My would be husband not a care in the world, 
In the blink of an eye soon everything I knew would change and I would fall 

deeper in a love I would never understand 

All because he smiled at me and took my hand. 

Loves lost would float away in silence and 

I would be in an enduring love and 
unpredictable life 

My girlhood eclipsed as I became his wife. 

My present and future interwoven with his forever and a day long

My dreams unfurled and 
my soul enmeshed, my heart filled with song 

The struggles and triumphs United as one 

Wrong becomes right and right becomes wrong. 

I never would have guessed that fateful day what it felt like to love someone so much your heart can be torn 
Their moods, their life, entwined, a shared life, a fated love at a moment can be reborn. 

Imagine if I had taken a different path that night 

Had instead made love, not war, and continued the insipid fight 

I wouldn't know the love, devoted commitment I still strive to understand 

Because my soul mate wouldn't have taken my hand.

Copyright © Michelle Morningstar | Year Posted 2016

Details | Blank verse |


Pretty women
Pretty women wonder where my confidences lay 
Am not radiant to fit a perfect model
For all I have is a shabby bum
And caves that hold my slightly long bones side by side

Pretty women wonder where my secrets lay 
Am not so famous to be a first lady
For all I ever knew were books and a few friends

Pretty women wonder and wonder looking for answers
For all they know is the smile I always keep on my face
The mouth I shut when they fill the ballrooms
The who I am that wasn’t supposed to be with him

But as they wonder around
The pride I have held is eyes
The confidence in him kept him moving 
The trust I showed him kept him close 
For it’s the faith that love never lies
The makes we keep the secrets with in
For we only met destiny

For its not the way I walk
Dress or my looks
The fame or my substances
That leaves his eyes closed to the rest
But the beauty within 

Copyright © PHIONAH RENITAH | Year Posted 2017

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Love's Pure Embrace

Love's Pure Embrace

Live in the moment, no time to dwell of times past
As the last shall be first and the first shall be last 
Life in the balance, half in heaven, half upon earth
A mother to stay and leave her angel of first birth
And what of the  angel de la fluer hovering above 
A luminiferous being  of gold and white light and love
Holding her spirit to body while in plight 
There was never darkness, yea only light
The magnificence of Love's pure embrace
I returned with the first, now in last place
Spirit carried the first angel  back into her before birth
Broken body yet spirit carries her upon the earth
Blessed  is the father as bridegroom eternally 
Love so brilliant inside it is seen externally
Keeping the covenants of life and matrimony
Our word is our bond to live in love's harmony

Copyright © Laura DIDONATO | Year Posted 2017