Best Like A Breath Of Fresh Air Poems
~My Dearest Love ~
( Cinquain Suite )
For you
My love grows more
With heart so full of love
While dreaming of you always 'neath
Moon stars
So soft
Your love just comes
Like a breath of fresh air
I feel your presence inside me
Day night
You are
My shining star
My only one true love
My love for you will always shine
So true
My sweet
Love I love you
So and very much more
For you my loves forever and
Ever.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017
July.21.2017
“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.
The stunning scarlet leaf flows with gentle fervor.
Freedom requires a depth of beauty for nature's relinquished desires.
There seems to be a dynamic image brought forth from the soft
breeze that whispers dainty goodbyes. For our love is gone and so
is the memory of the barren branches from our favorite sapling.
I knew not of love before you, only of the heartache that Autumn
bestows.
I needed you like a breath of fresh air;
you lost me in the wind.
-delicate crimson…
Date Written: July 25, 2016
~ My Dearest Love ~
( Cinquain Suite )
For you
My love grows more
With heart so full of love
While dreaming of you always 'neath
Moon stars
o~ O ~o
So soft
Your love just comes
Like a breath of fresh air
I feel your presence inside me
Day night
o~ O ~o
You are
My shining star
My only one true love
My love for you will always shine
So true
o~ O ~o
My sweet
Love I love you
So and very much more
For you my loves forever and
Ever.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017
May.04.2018
“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 American Imagist poet, Adelaide Crapsey.
~ My Dearest Love ~
( Cinquain Suite )
For you
My love grows more
With heart so full of love
While dreaming of you always 'neath
Moon stars
o~ O ~o
So soft
Your love just comes
Like a breath of fresh air
I feel your presence inside me
Day night
o~ O ~o
You are
My shining star
My only one true love
My love for you will always shine
So true
o~ O ~o
My sweet
Love I love you
So very much and more
For you my loves forever and
Ever.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017
December.21.2018
“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 American Imagist poet, Adelaide Crapsey.
~ My Dearest Love ~
( Cinquain Suite )
For you
My love grows more
With heart so full of love
While dreaming of you always 'neath
Moon stars
o~ O ~o
So soft
Your love just comes
Like a breath of fresh air
I feel your presence inside me
Day night
o~ O ~o
You are
My shining star
My only one true love
My love for you will always shine
So true
o~ O ~o
My sweet
Love I love you
So and very much more
For you my loves forever and
Ever.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017
August.09.2018
“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 American Imagist poet, Adelaide Crapsey.
~ My Dearest Love ~
( Cinquain Suite )
For you
My love grows more
With heart so full of love
While dreaming of you always 'neath
Moon stars
So soft
Your love just comes
Like a breath of fresh air
I feel your presence inside me
Day night
You are
My shining star
My only one true love
My love for you will always shine
So true
My sweet
Love I love you
So and very much more
For you my loves forever and
Ever.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017
November.22.2017
“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.
~ My Dearest Love ~
( Cinquain Suite )
For you
My love grows more
With heart so full of love
While dreaming of you always 'neath
Moon stars
o~ O ~o
So soft
Your love just comes
Like a breath of fresh air
I feel your presence inside me
Day night
o~ O ~o
You are
My shining star
My only one true love
My love for you will always shine
So true
o~ O ~o
My sweet
Love I love you
So and very much more
For you my loves forever and
Ever.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017
February.20.2019
“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 American Imagist poet, Adelaide Crapsey.
True Friendship is a gift from God
Among the many gifts I have received
Friendship is the best one I perceive
True friends don’t just come in passing
You've got to be one too, to make that happen.
In the world, treasures abound in plenty
What good are they, for in love and care, they seem empty?
When you are down and need an uplifting word
Not to treasures but to friends you look toward.
Sharing deep secrets and feelings which hurt
The merging of the two brings relief and comfort
In their presence you find cosiness and joy
‘Cause that is a communion true friends enjoy!
In life’s busy paths many folk come your way
Though finding new friends seems like a breath of fresh air
Do not forget the old faithful for the new
God sent them to lend you their ear and shoulder too.
By Mariette Ross
All rights reserved
I wish I could see your coffin,
classy it probably was.
The man with many nicknames people say.
You told me stories of how you lived your way.
Your carefree attitude rubbed off
on me like a breath of fresh air.
We called you the creeper as
you walked around the house without a peep.
I loved the days where you could walk.
I would come home to
hear your stories and just to talk.
It was sad to see you smoke your life away.
The most generous man I knew
was on his way home.
A biblical home where you are at peace.
The man that taught me how to play tunk and rummi.
I’d go back and play with you one
last time before you exit.
If only I would have accepted your offer,
rather than drowning in my own lies.
The days you were able to
breath was the best days of my life.
My late great uncle Timothy Setzer lived with me for three years.
I’d go back to day one as
you first moved in,
with the memory of your smile of new beginnings on your face.
These beginnings would be
your last memories you had to cherish.
Never complained about a damn
thing, was always positive.
I miss those sweet summer days where we would sit out back.
A master at cooking back in his day.
The last memory I have
was seeing your lifeless body just
lay with a look of despair.
I will never forget the man of many nicknames.
Full of surprises yet bearing no secrets. Never predictable or boring not a worry or care to burden him.Breath taking and dependable. Like the ocean's he's strong yet gentle. Stormy yet peaceful sometimes wild and free and invigorating. Romantically playing his melodic tunes like a breath of fresh air. Wisely and patiently awaiting the perfect moment to ease his way into the hearts of his intended. Ever changing and timeless but forever insync with the ways of the world.
You came into my life
Like a breath of fresh air
Like a gust of fragrance
Like a passing cool breeze
Like a meandering stream
Like a cascading waterfall
Like the robust rising sun
Like the gleaming full moon
Like the dancing flame of a candle
Like a sparkling gem
Like the smile of a child
Like a coy bride
Like the blazing colors of fall
Like the rebirth of Nature in spring
Like the thrill of a roller coaster ride
Like the wanderer finding a home.
You permeate my soul, my being
I see you in the grace of Nature
I see you in the potency of the prayer
I see you in my dreams
I think of you and
feel you by my side -
Every moment, every breath.
For once I am at peace,
I have no complaints with the world,
Everything seems to
appear as it should be,
I find ways to be grateful.
You are most beautiful,
Most enduring,
Most heartening;
Life is a journey
You, its destination.
Like a flickering light
at the end of the tunnel,
Like a shimmering mirage
to a weary wayfarer,
Like the glimmering North Star
to a lost seafarer,
Oh, stay forever
within my sight, my love,
Lest I wander off
Alone and lost!
~07/04/14
~Rhonda Johnson-Saunders's contest:"Your Most Romantic Poem of 2014"
~ While Daydreaming ~
(Cinquain Suite )
I dream
You're beside me
Always holding me close
Inside your heart in your strong arms
My Love
So soft
Your love just comes
Like a breath of fresh air
I feel your presence inside me
Each day
For you
My love grows more
With heart so full of love
While dreaming of you neath moon stars
My love.
You are
So beautiful
In your heart, soul see love
And always, forever I do
Love you.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2016
May.10.2017
“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.
~ My Dearest Love ~
( Cinquain Suite )
~O~
For you
My love grows more
With heart so full of love
While dreaming of you always 'neath
Moon stars
o~ O ~o
So soft
Your love just comes
Like a breath of fresh air
I feel your presence inside me
Day night
o~ O ~o
You are
My shining star
My only one true love
My love for you will always shine
So true
o~ O ~o
My sweet
Love I love you
So and very much more
For you my loves forever and
Ever.
~O~
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017
February.05.2020
“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 American Imagist poet, Adelaide Crapsey.
~S o G e n t l e~
(The Cinquain)
Gentle
Your love just comes
Like a breath of fresh air
Your presence I feel everyday
Within.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2016
November.26.2016
~Author's Notes:
The " Cinquain " is a poetry form or style developed by the Imagist poet, Adelaide Crapsey.
Like a breath of fresh air
My cheek brushed by the aroma of her hair
Her shining eyes melted my soul
Listen to my heart beat!
It dances to a new beat
She breezed past like a heaveny fairy
I walked behind like a transfixed devotee
She walked, I walked
She stopped, I stopped
She turned around
To look at me
How can I
look deep in her eyes
I stumbled and fell
She flashed a priceless smile
Enough to set alight my life
Is she the princess of my dreams!
The angel may be out of sight
Her charm will never cease
To be out of my mind
... Suresh Iyer