Best Darling Poems
A hardened and disciplined man drove to the grocery store lost in thought,
with setting of sun, the long day's work almost found it's end.
Hoisting his daughter to shoulder, he walked from the parking lot,
and barely noticed her hair smelled of shampoo and pool chlorine blend.
He searched for fresh loaf of bread, and pound of peaches,
careful to tally up each purchase with well-honed skill.
With family's dinner waiting, and worn wallet short on wages,
thinking, that tank of gas will have to wait, and hoped it will.
Looking up from the myriad of baby food jars in the next aisle,
slowly he became aware, as a dense fog clears on a whim.
Now noticed a woman with mouth played in a strange smile,
her instinctive gaze fixed on something behind him.
He turned to see what elicited her quizzical beam,
and his heart melted at the sight in the shopping cart.
A straw haired helper, fast asleep, slumped over in a girl's charmed dream,
her little head now resting against his arm.
The day's worries quickly fled, tough exterior, now stripped senseless,
life's hard lesson and true measure of a man's love now shown.
Left wondering how a resting child could leave one so defenseless,
and that, which a man holds important..,could be so wrong.
Epilogue
I live the rest of my days wiser and more carefree.
For my darling little one, it wasn't I that carried you,
but you that carried me.
Dearest Child-Adventuring Man, My Darling Peter Pan:
Since that never to be forgotten day when Wendy first brought
you my way, my heart has been enchanted thru and true with
love for you. You are as magical as your happy-thought dust
that brought me flight thru star-glimmer skies, shimmering great
joy from my soul-core straight to my eyes. With you, I have felt
amazing fantasy as enthralling reality because of the wonder that
is you and your purview.
I love Neverland, Tinker Bell, the boys and the countless joys that
made up the minutes of each day we shared. Though nothing in my
future will ever compare, I can no longer deny that I am compelled
to step into adulthood, that such is what I should do, what I am
meant to do, and must do without you. In your world, I will always
be your girl, but in the traditional world, I must let my woman
unfurl. What is calling me onward and forward is all that you
would never walk toward and risk dying adult-bored.
Turn any woe into a splendid crow of much ado, repeat until woe
has winded you, then smile to know -
~ I shall always gratefully and lovingly remember you ~
If I could will my heart to stop
and breathe a final breath
I'd sit beneath an old oak tree
and trade my life for death
The pain in life of losing you
is more than I can bear
how can a man be happy when
his better half's not there
Life's meaning's gone when I lost you
no purpose can I find
for you were but the reason i
loved life and cherished time
I cannot will my heart to stop
I'm waiting for the sign
from God to show His mercy to
unite us one more time
If, my darling we dance again with memories
of smokey eyes from the scent of love that lingers
in thoughts of yesterday when dreams were found
in passionate moments unrestrained from the world
lost in wrapped limbs of illusion that watered
our flower's bloom in the meadow of our soul
where wings were found to carry us to shaded realms
of wondrous passions that coloured the rainbow
crossing the landscape of our hearts in glorious beauty
to meet a lover
yesterday was a stranger
we will meet again
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To take you in these arms right now
flower you rise regal sunflower
Sparkling petals over a princess
Whispering silently and softly
I am your pilgrim
who would do battle
for your sweet loving hand
Fluttering in deep tongues of light
Waving lashes turning over inside the brain
Totally smitten in your shining jewels
silver dazzling in a milky smile
Shimmers in your deep delicious beauty love
Always will be forever with me
inside you my dream
Lady of light you shine a promise made
sparkling crowns a vision rose
The moon is my banner there and back
Standing on the edge with you
when sunsets dance their brilliance
This is were I make my peek
my total love open
I have to you
At those words
falling I am at you're feet
Worshiping the very ground
on which you stand out
Queen of hearts
who captured this soul beautiful
This I co wrote with someone whom I spent time with writing just to say it has taken to now to post for me this was a very special piece took months to write from a heart
Sweet Darling, all I think about is you.
When I’m alone, I daydream and I pine.
To be your Valentine, what must I do?
You’ve caught me gazing at your eyes of blue,
your locks of golden hair, and smile so fine.
Sweet darling, all I think about is you.
We’re friends, but don’t you have by now a clue
that I adore you? (that’s not just a line!)
To be your Valentine, what must I do?
You need to know my love for you is true.
Were I the sun, for you alone I’d shine.
Sweet Darling, all I think about is you.
I want you, and I think you want me too.
Yet nothing happens! Please give me a sign.
To be your Valentine, what must I do?
Just make your move, and see what can ensue.
I guarantee that it will be divine.
Sweet Darling, all I think about is you.
To be your Valentine, what must I do?
Written Feb. 1, 2016
for the Valentine's Villanelle Challenge of Dave Will
~ My Dearest Darling ~
( Cinquain Double )
Here just
Dreaming of you
Kissing you, loving you
'Neath full moon, stars, day, night, all time
My Love
You are
My shining star
My only one true love
My love for you will always glow
So true.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017
August.29.2017
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~Author's Notes:
The " Cinquain " is a poetry form or style developed by the Imagist poet, Adelaide Crapsey.
He’s always waiting for me – he’s as impatient as can be
The car engine is running - I shout ‘Darling I’m coming’
But we don’t need to be with mum until three!
MEN!
30th March 2015
Cupid had an Arrow
copyright by Julie Dunkley
Cupid had an arrow and he let go of his bow,
the arrow tore into my heart and now I love you so.
The heavens opened up for me and the angels sang a tune,
I saw a paradise with you and the feelings so unreal.
Darling, when I'm near to you, I get shivers up my spine,
my heart dances a tune and how this feels divine and
oh, this feels divine.
I always want to be with you and never be apart,
The sun is shining bright outside and its shining in our hearts.
Baby am I the one for you like you're the one for me
could you love me for all eternity, as hopelessly as me?
Cupid had an arrow and he let go of his bow,
the arrow tore into my heart and
now I love you so.
as I sit here sapless most unable to see
my memory recalls one who truly loves me
your fragrant rose I press in this page
The crackling of stem overtaken by age
our bodies trembled on cold winter's night
as you covered my lips in naked moonlight
how shall I live when my true love's gone
but through a dead rose moonlight lives on
- - - - - - - - -
Judy Konos
9/15/15
Mixed Senses
Evening
If I am a rose, my darling,
then you are the leaves;
and we will grow entwined.
If I am words, my darling,
then you are a tune;
and our song will mingle.
If I am death, my darling,
then you are life;
and my tears you will kiss.
If I am sorrow, my darling,
then you must be joy;
and you will show me beauty.
If I am sadness, my darling,
then you are pleasure;
and will hold me close to you.
If I am, a rose, my darling,
then you are the leaves;
and until the end we are one.
______________________
February 11, 2016
Poetry/Verse/My Darling
Copyright Protected, ID 16-755-827-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
My precious, darling Nissan boy,
one day I knew you wouldn’t last.
Although I thought it just a ploy,
a swindle planned to take my cash.
Barely you made it down the street,
my precious, darling Nissan boy.
The tire met fender to a beat,
marking the end of days of joy.
Someone abused you like a toy,
someone I trusted with your life.
My precious, darling Nissan boy,
why did I let you know such strife?
I bid farewell. You can’t be fixed.
Your wholeness they want to destroy.
It's true you are 2006,
my precious, darling Nissan boy.
6/30/17
She blooms with the breaking dawn's first light
with her breath so fresh and her face so bright.
She looks flawless with her beauty at its height
like a symbol of a new start, hope's next flight.
Innocence is her essence, giving us an insight;
she is an epitome of purity all dressed in white.
Swaying in the cool breeze her figure so lite.
She is daisy darling, every gardener's delight.
Date : 09/14/2016
Note : Entered in two different contests.
(1) Max of 10 lines, contest 201 by Brian Strand - *Placed Third*
(2) 8 lines max old or new by Rick Parise - *Placed Second*
Oh my gosh darling, your eyes
They shimmer in the darkness, but remain pale in light
How is it possible that they could mask everything
How can you control them to do your bidding...
I wondered why your eyes were so shiny at night
But why, in the morning, the glisten was gone
The shimmer that your tears created
The shimmer that they used to hold
All gone, with the arrival of morning
Never once again could I see the life in them
As if your soul had come out and never returned
Until your night comes and you shrink to the darkness
And in the darkness you are consoled
Worries and fears, flood out with all those tears that you shed
But morning comes again
And your eyes go back to what they once were
Oh my gosh darling, your eyes
They are the barrier to those secrets you hide inside
Why would you not want to show their beauty
Their radiance
Their light
Why would you just shed from them the tears that have fallen
Why would you never have them glisten in the morning
Are those steel gray pupils the key to the inside?
Oh my gosh darling, I wish I could see your eyes.
For Timothy Lee
Breathe in promised peace, Darling One – feel its ease, with heart try,
and know, as clouds never lose sky, there shall always be you and I.
In the lonely of lying, stilled-silence, disallow and
deny its hiss, then recall all my love insists:
I will ever still gild spaces in your mind
and you, the best traces inside my time.
Endurance in my love’s caress for you
is permanently ink-coursed in love’s verse.
My love for you lives in love’s eternal rhyme
and yours, for me, in its prose filled lines.
This life is but one variety portion of the
entirety in our love’s force for absorbing.
Until we again physically reunite,
I ask to bliss-feel your blown kiss each night.
Though varied skies must be, Darling One – remember, by and by,
still remains a sky of abiding air, just as fate retains soulmates paired.