Best Amour Poems
Avec Amour
softly seasons change
melting into one another
winter to spring
Sping to summer.
but fall strides
in seven league
ice boots, hugging
trees so tight
they blush crimson
drop their tarted leaves
like brilliant skirts
around their ancient ankles
then sleep sated
through the winter.
.
Summer had her delights
With sunny days, warm nights.
Fall brings a little chill
Cool nights, frost on high hills.
Colors change upon trees
This for most surely please.
Now is time for amour
Adoration galore.
Did view you from afar
Now will learn who you are.
Long to ride upon your back
Hold your mane, feel your tack..
Contest: "Two To Fourteen"
Sponsor: Brian Strand
rain, kissing tall pines
moonbeams lighting brown cones,
midnight enchantment
3/8/2023
Oh, my…oh…my sad heart’s bang on broke,
Bidding adieu, to my lover, a sweet bloke.
A tall, brunette sailor, going back to the sea.
In duress, I moaned, what’s to become of me?
Without his eyes, the deep color of the sea.
And his tanned ,muscular arms to encircle me.
I rested my arms on the railing, as his ship pulled away,
Knowing, I’d recall this moment forever and a day.
Come back, come back, dearest sailor of mine.
To love me once again and stroll in God’s sunshine!
4/24/2023
Plaisir d'amour ne dure qu'un moment
Chagrin d'amour dure toute la vie.
Tis here that I met you on a pleasing summer morn
Where blossoms of the cherry, out on the bough, adorn;
Underneath the cherry tree euphoria welled soon,
I met you in the morning, I loved you by the noon.
You were more the things to me that I should ever know
And there beneath the cherry tree, neath the scented show,
We watched the sun rise in the sky and felt our hearts entwine
And all the world was lost to me just as your eyes kissed mine.
We loved throughout that summer time down in the cherry glade;
The warmest days that I had known that God has ever made.
And from an overflowing cup of mirth where I may drink
Beneath the blooming cherry tree, beneath the perfumed pink.
But as the autumn chill appeared and cooled the air around
The leaves upon the cherry tree were tumbled to the ground.
Then so the dusk of time came by, the evening of the day,
And in the darkness of the night my love had gone away.
Yet still the joy of love is mine, though but a moment long,
The memory of those blissful days shall always here belong.
And I shall sacrifice the peace I ever knew before ~
The pain of love remains with me for now and evermore.
Plaisir d'amour ne dure qu'un moment
Chagrin d'amour dure toute la vie.
Des Nuits d'Amour
A fine tablecloth, Lenox china,
sterling dinner ware.
Tall, elegant candles in shiny
golden candelabras.
Un chantes, d' amour fill the
starry night that I can smell in your
heavenly hair.
The songs of Piaf and Aznavour
soften me, caught in this love-lair.
Massages and sultry kisses.
A sink full of unwashed dishes.
It's time we dance, mon trevor!
Blow out the candles and close the
doors!
So that, we can, in sweet silence,
become one with the stars.
Simply, gorgeous you and I!
In overwhelming desire,
to quench our insatiability.
Those glorious moments of fulfilling
our hearts' utmost desires.
05/01/2023
La vie en rose - Seeing life through rose colored glasses
La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
—My Cherie Amour, refrain, sung by Stevie Wonder
A song in my heart; we’ve all been blind to love,
until it appears. Love at first sight, sound, touch, scent
or taste. The masquerade is over; a song in my heart.
—quote by poet
My Cherie Amour
Smooth la-la’s embrace a mysterious love,
One that must find its way in the dark café
Or in a silver cloud, or crowded rue de Bac.
The heart beats for that perfect stranger
Scented with Estée Lauder’s Azurée
Or a Parisian accent - sexy and decadent.
The wonder of a smile, appealing to her,
His eyes hidden behind shades; blinded
By an elusive love, a petite cherie amour.
Intangible, unattainable, a Summer flower,
The warmth of a bodice, yet seen. Galaxy,
his, but so far out of his range, silky cream.
Smooth la-la’s embrace a mysterious love.
Stevie croons ‘he’s confident,’ blinders off.
Someday wishes will emerge, ‘la vie en rose.’
~Mon Cherie Amour~
Always in my heart you beat,
Like a drum in summer’s heat.
Cymbals I do lovingly hear,
Whenever our naked toes are near.
You, the ever-present, inspiration.
The driving force, behind my simple,
poetic creations.
I wonder oft, are my poems, dull or boring?
I shan’t apologize, as my wish, is~
To set other wanting souls....... soaring!
3-7-2022
Amour
comes with its price
masked armour
worn fiercely
by dark nights
eventually
lifted
for love or folly
facing what’s
in front of you
the past
dark knights
removed
the once broken
now unbreakable
the veiled
amour
unveiled
Armour
comes with its price
arrives brandishing
like a sword its prize
delivers its secrets
all in good time
gauntlets
thrown down
wrists and palms
exposed, holding out
for the crown
all for Amour
the darkest night
light shining knight
bare faced and naked
at a Sovereign's feet
eventually
kneels down
Candide Diderot. ‘24
amour
armour
night
knight
Amour, being capricious, dictates
emotions from gratified hearts,
intertwined joyously, keeping
love momentous.
Noting opposite’s prior
quintessential reticence,
sensual teasing unleashes visceral,
wondrous X-rated, youthful zeal.
September 24, 2015
Contest Name: ABCs
Theme: Sensuality
Sponsor: Charlotte Jade Puddifoot
tender touch ignites
burning embers of desire
intoxicating
hearts eternally on fire
locked in each others embrace
6/21/13
To love and be loved
Inhale and exhale as one
You are his chosen
Shared thoughts planned future
"Happily ever after"
You are her chosen
I soon becomes we
Finally it all makes sense
Your forever love
Contest: Special Sentimental Senryu
Sponsored by: Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.
Form: Senryu
"when the Gods want to punish you, they answer your prayers"
--line from the film "Out of Africa"
She stopped, transfixed, a breathless
butterfly pinned to a board, and she said,
"That is So beautiful!" Then, turning
to her husband as they stood in my kitchen
before an aerial photograph of L'Ile de la Cite'
shaped like a ship in the beating heart of Paris,
(young Yuppie wife of entrepreneurial architect
who owned half the houses on the street
where I lived), she asked with pleading eyes,
"Could we go someday?" Knowing the appetite
for that which lies beyond Beyond: Paris,
La Cite' Emeraude, or wherever is the personal
Shangri La, I wished I could have shared
what I've known: a second floor apartment
in an historic building in the 12th--its
circular staircase royally carpeted in red,
enclosing a tiny lift, depositing us
to a storied paradise, its rooms extending
beyond glass doors of an antechamber into
a formal salon, two stately bedrooms
with balconies, and a "bureau," birthplace
of poems, diaries of dreams, and in the interior
courtyard beneath our common windows,
open to the Paris bleu, a caged canary sang,
lusting for open sky in mornings filled
with the perfume of freshly baked pastries
and baguettes from the patisserie below.
Once, I was besotted with a man who told me
after lovemaking, "I never knew how
much yearning you needed." He divined this,
and for a time he fed that soul hunger in me, so
that it was hard when he left, and they always leave.
Ships seeking harbor, leave in their wake
a yearning in the corners of your life, which will
surely bring back Paris and everyone you have ever
loved, which will somehow, somehow, against
all odds, satiate the supplicant heart.
"Amor, amor, amor This word so sweet that I repeat
Means I have adored you Amor, amor, my love
Will you deny this heart that I have placed before you?"
Quote from DEAN MARTIN song- AMOR
Inspired by the French movie “Amour” which has won string of Awards
Where do you have the pain Amour?
Tell me where it aches
See I am right beside you my love
Oh ......how... do I ease your pain
Your hands are still so soft
Shall I tell you a story my sweet heart
Listen it will wipe your pain
“When I was around ten......
I was sent to a holiday camp
My mom and I had a secret pact
If I like the place to draw flowers,
If I don’t to draw stars
So my post cards are full of stars......
See your pain is gone now
My sweet! Do you feel my kiss?
I will ease your pain forever......
M m mm..........
Please forgive me Dear God
I cannot bear to see her suffering?
I cannot bear any more.......
I have bought flowers to decorate her body
And it will give her a nice fragrance
There, I hear her washing the dishes
She has come to take me too
Yes, I will put on the coat
No, I haven’t forgotten my shoes
With My Amour I am going too...
Spying on your words
for the wondering wanderer you are
giving distance from afar
with waves of deep emotion
where it meets earth way to far...
Amour kind sir ...."pour l'~ de Dieu!"
loving care, she was his love affair...
It was during the winter cherry
flights untold, for all to be merry
spirit of prophecy golden haired....
Battlefields of love
die from an army of Eros's archers
that raises the mere hearts of old
in the yonder fields of Vandenberg
where the mighty sword has struck so bold...
Her sweet letters flew across the distant lands
to his blue eyes so new, weary from the struggles
he would read the hands of Angels
Oh, Amour Dear Kind Sir, I am in love with you...
Brooke Dylan 2014