Best Dedicationlove Poems
With all the grace her age permits, she walks with head held high,
her stoic resolution still a marvel to our eyes.
Her ready ear, her helping hand, her never ending care
Dispensed with love and steady hand, in equal measured share.
The love bestowed and freely poured with liberality,
Humbles warms and comforts us, with peace through surety.
A Mothers love cannot be weighed, nor paid with weight of gold,
the silver hair is scant reward, for achievement of her goal.
With every passing moment and every fleeting day,
I visit happy memories that her presence passed my way,
One vital gift, one priceless gem, of love she shared in life
Her Joy of Motherhood still prime, from a Mother, Daughter, Wife.
My Mom, my friend, my confidante, my anchor through the years
I Thank my God that he chose me, to share life with you here.
Born and raised in New Jersey,
A true hearted Jersey girl.
With a natural gift of wordplay,
Poems emerge as her pen swirls.
With a love for children, music,
Animals, words, and people.
She lives by the golden rule,
By making others feel equal.
Bearing a kind and caring heart,
She makes friends forevermore.
And spreads her love at home,
With her family and 3 Labradors.
She loves to joke around,
And making others laugh.
Here’s a tribute to our friend,
New Jersey’s own Robin Gass.
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Dedicated to Robin Gass
for her neverending support.
Once, I wished Wendy was with me,
Not him, not attracted to them,
Who only saw her slim and trim
Body; Naughty eyes between knees.
If she could see what I could see,
Though my eyes saw the sunrise dim,
In a sky, whose demise looked grim,
She would see we were meant to be.
My heart, right from the very start,
Desired a love like Wendy's;
A love that was state of the art,
Instead of one that was trendy.
Unfortunately, for my heart,
She could only see me friendly.
Berceuse was of the hummings I did hear
next to the breast of a matriarch so fair.
Born was a maternal love beyond sheer;
tainted,never to be,endless for our share.
Thus,incessant is your wisdom of life
that I continue to apply with my days.
Those were the filial times of my life:
neonate-joie de vivre to present phase.
And so we remain in such felicity,
never to be aberrant from our hearts.
Trial of me in my own iniquity
never diminished the love that mother imparts.
Harsh changes in time have only found us
with timely endeavors,and we prevailed!
My mother,who can deny and discuss
(as dare one baring zucchetto or veil)
that you are not a saint within the eyes
of hearts you showed kindness to throughout your life?
Yes it is true of this poem's imply
that you'll forbear the worst of pangs and strife.
There is not enough words,nor stanzas to
express all the love that keeps teeming within.
With paramount sincerity,"I dearly love you."
Circle the 1st letter of the 1st line,circle the 2nd letter of the 2nd line,the 3rd letter of the
3rd line,4th letter of the 4th line and so on until it spells out the name of a wonderful mom.
You gave me gold, glee, glory and glow;
soothing my soul with solemn songs,
now I have made up my mind
to keep this cord and creed
with love, light and...life:
God's golden gifts
binding our
blessed
bond.
Dedicated to my sweet love Toyin. For her love &
perseverance.
I was dwelling in my sad poetry
till you brought the romanticism
trespassing my dark world...
you began to paint love
your soothing words
calmed the sea in my heart
my faith returned
with this golden light....[ your words]
I see a beautiful world
you and I
by the river side
singing in the valley
our songs of love
won't you grace me this dream
that I have build on the hill
where our children
are playing in the field
I shall make you sleep
in my arms
pour on you
all my love and charm !
my love you are my last wish !
as ur a RIVER and I am your FISH...........
To the most lovable person in this world !
In Dreams[ a stream-of- consciousness]
I wish the nights could be longer
and my eyes could watch your blue tranquil eyes
I cling to your verses and cuddle with your art
For I crave for your one beautiful heart !
In my desperate anxieties While retiring to my bed
I dreamed of those hours and the love that we made .
When love over powers the filthy desires
And lust is transformed into a karmic world
I think of you in my lonely hours
as I break into your world of dreams
And i hold my breath with this ever fleeting time
just wrote in one shot for the special one !!
She was born embracing a silver spoon
yet she eternally hungered for love
Searching her whole life
then she was gone too soon
She became the peoples’ princess
while still vulnerable and shy
Quickly gaining our admiration and praise
becoming our defining royal jewel, Lady Di
She bore her country a pair of charming princes
maybe the only true love she ever found
While battling her own torment without a sound
fulfilling her duties and championing her causes
Maybe she is still seeking herself in eternity
for a song to play to her tune
Sadly, the rest of our love for her came
after she was gone too soon
We met apon this very site to strangers in a room.
Just two names apon a screen hello would lead the way.
Many will wonder but we keep are mystery no longer.
We found comfort in one anothers arms.
but most of all we found love something neither one of us
had known very often.
The road we have travled togther has taken many twists.
two best friends who soon became lovers we fell into
this without question and stumble happily togather along the way.
Now with a ring apon your finger and a promise
at a life niether thought we would know I look forward to every
passing day.
To hearts clasped togather.
Two loves one passion cast in stone by eyes that shall never betray.
This is not so much a poem as it is a true statement of the
little spitfire who stole my heart who in so many ways saved my life
its really no secret to anyone who knows me yet truley only one really
does you may know her As Julie Loveless
But that name will soon change as I did propose
and she did except so to any who may wonder
she is the other half to my heart.
I love you Jules
Form:
i found a love,so rare and
true.
a love only read about in books or seen in
movies.
a special person,whos very touch ,puts me in another
world.
one single kiss from her.makes my whole body jus go
liquid
if shes away from me for one day,i feel so empty without
her
i cant even find the words to tell her how i feel and what she means to
me.
but i look forward to a lifetime of showing
her.
i love you S and look forward to growing old with you
Form:
Levity from the pain of a love that was never meant to be
within the portrait of our fillial destiny
was what you granted to me while wanting nothing in return
but affinity of hearts for the lesson of love to earn
such moments when we descry our children laughing in warmth
of sun;orchestrating celebration of marriage to flesh and air;
of God's revery upon their souls for us to share
through grace of senescence until our final breaths are taken
for to breathe eternal life into our souls within a world
where the entity of love capitulates our force amidst His embrace.
Circle the 1st letter of the 1st line,circle the 2nd letter of the 2nd line,3rd letter of the 3rd
line,4th letter of the 4th line and so on until it spells out the name of a special woman.
It’s Maysville Kentucky’s own,
Laurie Ginn writing her poetry.
Snuggled down in the hills,
There’s no other place to be.
With an active happy life,
Her heart overflows with joy.
She loves our Heavenly Father,
And has two 6’2” teen boys.
She has a love for nature,
Being in the midst of conifers.
Hiking deep in the woods,
Is a spiritual experience to her.
Sitting outside under the stars,
Illuminated by the fire’s burning logs.
Listening to the beautiful music,
Created by the crickets and frogs.
No on can leave the campfire,
Until the fire burns out naturally.
For she can stop dead in the road,
Amazed by the beauty of a tree.
With a freedom to love and give,
She aids church and disturbed kids.
And when her music is turned up,
To turn it down she forbids.
Her words flow like the Ohio River,
Poetry Soup showcases her skills.
Her inspiration is all around her,
Nestled in the Kentucky hills.
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This poem is for Laurie Ginn,
a fellow souper and friend.
For her suppotive comments...
Born and raised in Brooklyn,
with a poetic heart to write.
Anticipated in making friends,
all poetic forms bring him delight.
With a love for ice skating,
at the Franconia Notch Lakes.
Inspiration is set to verse,
from the photographs he takes.
He winds down with opera music,
Carmen and Turandot are his fav’s.
With a natural love for writing,
his poetic words get great raves.
Enveloped by English gardens,
and spending time in museums.
A yearning for reading poetry,
led to spending time in athenaeums.
His stomach has it‘s craves,
and asks for Italian delicacies.
Being with family and friends,
are his utmost priorities.
Ann Sexton & Ogden Nash,
are his timeless inspirations.
Annie Lennox, a favorite musical,
concludes this dedication.
With sincere gratitude,
and poet-to-poet respect.
I chronicled the honest likings,
of poet, Mr. John Heck.
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Dedicated to a fellow Souper,
John Heck for his support.
We have gone two years side by side
our love has grew,with nothing to hide
Skinbob you are everything to me and more
that`s why i love you to the core.
When i awake each morning next to you
i`m filled with love, and would certainly do
anything at all that would put a smile
and fill you with happiness that`s worthwhile
Any of my efforts that can make your day
you know that anyway,you don`t need to say
happiness,contentment and a few other things
is what cements our love and certainly brings
A man and a wife,from me and you
if people can`t see this,they ain`t got a clue.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SKINBOB
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Green for she is life
And I love her very much
Yellow; she is light
-inspired to my favorite colors
And the love of my life P.B