Best Love Is Poems
a puppet dances
to its own merry tune
no strings attached
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[Inspired by Jan Allison’s
poem “Love is Bind”]
Our soul's luminous light filters the depth of darkness
shining like a woven thread into the stillness of time
It was there where we met, in a universe long forgotten
where we merged wrapped in the twilight of breaking dawn
We've known love in worlds that have passed
before we cried out for a new birth
where our spirits rolled like thunder
needing to be heard
You are the emptiness I feel
until we meet...in every journey
when we cross the arc of time once again
Somewhere
when our lips finally meet
and the rush of this new world stops
It's there trapped in the fragrance
Love will be forever warm
To drift in a dream, where our hearts flutter
and love's face glows, in all its colors
To float away with life's night
where our souls capture love's fire
holding its flame gently
To feel the velvet petals of passion's flower
where the fragrance wafts from blooms
caressing our yearnings with the sweet scent
of intoxication
As our hearts merge in glorious freedom
leaving this world without a care
slowing the flight of hummingbirds
when we whisper a symphony of desire
heard by welcome ears
until the beautiful dawn splays ever soft
across sensual eyes of love
leaving us standing over the graves of our hearts
as we await another life, in another place and time
for our love is eternal and we will meet again
2/23/18 contest Free Verse on Love
What if love is my muse,
and you are the rosy
red poem in my soul?
Will you lead
my ink to feel
your warm air—
thaw hail in
this iced mind?
When dim rays
fall as pale hues.
I sit and gaze
at the calm
halo of the moon,
in your sky from afar.
I seek for a silk sign,
to feel the echo of your
sigh near me.
So when the
last leaf does wilt,
I will rest my pen,
and seal my eyes,
to read you like fine
art in a gold book
of firm vows.
But what if the heat
of hurt sets
fire to the
navy blue page
of this tale?
Will the seas then
ease my pain?
or will I be lost,
as I fade like a grey star,
from dust of hazy dusk?
Can this song be the
tune to your life?
For I miss you more than
any cues can tell.
Yet when you are gone,
your name will
be my last sigh,
and this love will glow
like the sun that will rise
amid cold onyx rain.
When the night was dark
For the moon was hiding
And the stars in the galaxy refused to shine
You came to find me with ebullient vibes
And the dawn of sunrise
You fetched my water when I was thirsty
Feeding my hunger like an angel of mercy
Setting on fire every breath of desire
With ebullient vibes and the dawn of sunrise
Love is the prize when passions rise
That's how I found
In a romantic sound
Deep in my heart
A treasure full of wants
Desires so strong lost for a while
Till you came along
You fetched my water when I was thirsty
Feeding my hunger like an angel of mercy
Setting on fire every breath of desire
With ebullient vibes and the dawn of sunrise
Love is the prize when passions rise
Hosting princely charm
You romanced my form
Stealing me away from ordinary bounds
Healing my feelings with a tip of your crown
And the love you found
You fetched my water when I was thirsty
Feeding my hunger like an angel of mercy
Setting on fire every breath of desire
With ebullient vibes and the dawn of sunrise
Love is the prize when passions rise
July 28, 2018
HM: Your choice (12) love verse by Brian Strand
Lyrics inspired by the song:
Love Will Keep Us Alive by Eagles
Love is a rainbow mirrored in the sky
Its free, its beautiful and tells no lies
A gleaming reflection
Upon the still of a pond
The dewy mist on a freshly cut lawn
Love is a sanctuary for our innermost fears
A tiny capsule to hold all of our tears
A symbol of beauty, rare to be found
Its strength and convictions
Knows no bounds
Love is the touch of our first newborn
So soft, so delicate, so easy to adore
An unconditional consenting of souls
An awareness, a spirit, unique to its own
Love soothes and heals though cannot be bought
An eternal commitment so widely sought
Love is a truth and blossoms for few
A necessity of life, a uniting of hearts
A palette so stunning, so beautiful and new
Love is how I feel for you.
POTW 22rd April 2018
To right the wrongs of love no flawless gauge exists
Though visions unfulfilled can leave one bereft
With tears of remorse for the ones who didn’t show
Or lamenting the ones who came and left
Sparkly wings donned we cruise the starry skies
Crooning songs of love to the silvery moon
Mourning its presence being ~ Too late? ~ Too soon?
Grieving for the ‘dish’ who ran away with the ‘spoon’
Rewrite your song ~ Compose a new melody
Peek through those shades of pearlescent pink
Discard the restraints of unrequited love
Bask in loves splendor ~ lest it goes in a blink
Feel a whisper of the breeze ~ on those thundering seas
The quest starts right here on this night crystal clear
That rusty anchor raise ~ you’ve lingered too long
It’s your ship to control ~ Reclaim the power to steer
I trust you like the music video clip by Australian singer John Paul Young. Still loving the sound of the Disco 80’s
POTW 22rd April 2018
If a cat
caught my tongue
it must have been after that
frog
in my throat
that was after those
butterflies
in my stomach
Was it vertigo
or did the earth move
I don't know
but you
are all that I need
01/13/19
For Bobby May's
Your Interpretation Of What Love Is Poetry Contest
List form also in rhyming couplets:
Love is patience one has with a difficult child.
Love is a man supporting his wife in her trials.
Love is a wife who remains “for better or worse.”
Love’s not just doling dollars out from your purse.
Love is giving aid and time for someone that’s in need.
Love is not words alone; it’s doing a good deed.
Love is a hug for someone crabby or sad.
Love is holding your tongue when someone treats you bad.
Love is not for just your own sister and brother.
Love is for all. God says, “Love one another.”
Love is showing kindness everywhere you can.
Love is forgiveness – even of a really bad man!
Love is not easy when others do you wrong.
Love is showing compassion all day long.
Love is not saying, “I’d do it if I could.”
Love is in saying, “I’ll do it, and I’ll do it good.”
Love is not just for the one whom you adore.
Love is for everyone and so much more.
Love is what would change wrong things to right.
Love is what would change our darkness into light.
August 21, 2022 for the Meaning of Love Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Would you cover me in hydrangeas of healing,
when cold is the heavy air I breathe,
alone without you, beside me?
O’ magnolia-chime, melodiously ricocheting~
above silent fields of Swarovski orchids,
this lunar-glazed love
remains my euphonious elixir,
and your lips, the petals I graze in euphoric motion,
when orange sherbet streaks of the evening sun~
descend upon glistening ripples of diamond dust,
your chamomile flames of aquamarine love,
keep rising in hypnotic hues of hibiscus red,
for your love is like a fire~
your song, like the scorching rivers,
ferrying lyrical lanterns adorned with clear quartz crystals.
Within your amethyst arms, I’ve found a melody,
turning my needs into alluring aurora fireworks,
as your love is like a fire,
screaming my name in tantalizing tunes,
while I yearn for you to come devour me whole,
never letting the breeze steal our saffron symphonies,
here I’m slipping away,
letting music of my heart to take control.
So allow me to gently trace your thorny edges~
I’m addicted to your enthralling enchantments,
chaining my sighs to your eyes, that shine like oceanic sapphires,
there, you sketch my skies with poetic phrases,
igniting vibrating sparks across the horizon,
for your love is like a fire,
it delights me with daffodil desires, taking me higher.
But what must I do,
when the colors of sunrise fade,
leaving me weaving ballads of bruised blues.
I ponder, would you feel the heat of this cosmic longing,
how in darkness, I need your silken serenades?
Remember, ten thousand moons from now,
I’ll still need you to thrill my will~
to fill this canvas with peacock pigments,
for your love is like a fire..
I’m lost in a sea of wilted willows,
but you’ll be the star that never dies,
forever sprinkling citrine threads of magic,
like an alchemist, orchestrating soothing sonatas,
pulling me back to the lavender light,
aware of how I’ve tried in stillness,
to harmonize the rhythm of this roseate rhapsody..
So allow me to gently trace your thorny edges~
I’m addicted to your enthralling enchantments,
chaining my sighs to your eyes,
that shine like oceanic sapphires.
Resting on the beige leather couch
next to the dimly lit tiffany lamp
He dozed off into an early night sleep
She smiled looking at him
as She sat beside him
rubbing softly his tired feet.
She removed his specs
and book from the chest,
Took off her winter house-coat
leaned over and covered him with it
kissing his left cheek,feeling so blessed.
With eyes full of love She watched him
and wondered if he still sees her in his dreams
Like way back down memory lane
when he used to tug on tightly to his pillow
dreaming of her as he felt the midnight breeze
Did he still dream of moments way back
When he wanted so much to sit next to her
on that high-school old wooden park bench
or of those city strolls walking her home
holding her hand after the Saturday dance.
Everything was silent in the cosy room
And She remained there ...lost in thought ..
How She recalled treasured moments
of their curled toes brushing in the sand,
Of moments when his hand drenched
in rippled waves and playfullly splashed
water against her bare shoulders and over her face.
She could still smell the salt-spray in her hair.
So many yesterdays have passed since then
So many memories, so many changes
Him and Her forever changing...
Her porcelain skin ,now wrinkled
Her cascading chestnut hair turned grey
Yet one thing never changed.
Her heart, Her young heart remained constant
Just like the stars, the sun and moon
scorching their infinite flames.
Oncemore She reached so very close to him
So close She could feel the warmth in his breath
and feel his heart-beat to her own.
"Let me curl next to you", She whispered into his ear
"This night is ours my lovely dear".
"Death ! Oh death will have to wait another day
We'll beat the odds,like warriors, We'll beat them again
Together we can do anything,So hold me my love
Hold me in your sweet embrace..
Tomorrow,What is and when is tomorrow
Tomorrow If you leave before me
I keep on loving you,as long as I live
Whatever,wherever, come what may."
Not a bio .. inspired by the old couple in the Movie 'The Notebook'.
a fantasy land
dreamt up by sleeping child
a peaceful magical place
where self-love is born
imperative to her soul
Love is a metaphor,
which glows in vibrant hues.
An abstract masterpiece
from Da Vinci's palette,
easing souls to feel peace.
Love is a metaphor.
A guiding moon compass
with spotlights at midnight.
Showing how lovers meet,
then shine in diamond light.
Love is a metaphor.
Portrayed through Rumi's verse.
With words that make you think,
how will your sweetheart's lips,
kiss you like quill and ink
Love is a metaphor.
Simple to comprehend.
When conduct connects speech,
words bloom from heart to tongue.
Romance is what you preach.
Mist fills the morning with freshened air
Yellow fields smile past the distant shore
Lullabies play a gentle tune
Offer hope of what's coming true
Velvet kisses in the month of June
Every touch my heart doth swoon
In winds of care I blow free
Sending signals of my love for thee
Reaching out for you and holding tight
Each and every unguarded night
Allow my arms to be a comfort place
Left open for you with a warm embrace
When my mind is mute from pain,
I seek your oval moon eyes,
to glow like a star at dusk.
To ease me away from the edge.
To show me calm in the rain.
My soul is akin to your love.
I ache for you to sing my name.
Echo our song in the tone of a harp.
To wake up with you at dawn,
feel your soft gold hair,
to feel safe in your warm arms.
To hold you near.
Rest my face upon your silk skin,
form and flow our lips in joy.
With your hand on my head,
gaze at your chic aura all day.
If I was to draw you a home,
I'd make a room for my soul,
to ink you a poem each day.
If only I was a wing,
you a bird,
then we can soar high into the dark sky.
Run step by step up a hill,
but not fall,
like 'Jack and Jill.'
If only we were able to stop time,
so I can walk the path home.
Then life may turn fair,
then when the wind blew with woe,
we'd be safe to dote in our vows.
I know the pain that love can bring
How hurtful words can bite and sting
When lies are told, love will take wings
That real love doesn't come with strings
Love, liken to a pendulum swing
Taking it all not giving a thing
Once I listened to my heart sing
When I thought love was everything.
What happens is, that we don't see
Sometimes love's not meant to be
Perhaps there should be a decree,
The lock for love has lost it's key
I found that love was not for me
It brings with it too much debris
Though some will say that love is free
I'd have to say, I disagree.
Sandra Weiss
Daniel Turner