Best Loverose Poems
He sees the rose in her cheeks
She sees the wrinkles of time in her mirror
He sees the long, flowing brunette of her shining hair
She sees wisps of grey, dull hair that she can't manage
He sees shine and twinkle in her blue eyes
She sees her reflection through corrective lenses
He holds the soft, smooth hand that wears a gold band
She feels him squeeze her weathered, gnarled hand
He sees her running through the garden to greet him
She feels the pain, as she walks with her cane to meet him
He sees the girl he met and loved at seventeen
She sees the love of her life
He sees through rose colored glasses
She adores him
Dedicated to my grandparents
Contest Entry, 'Love Me Tender' sponsored by Miss Kristin Reynolds
What Love means / Was Liebe bedeutet / Que el amor significa
Love's soft petals fall
Leaving bare thorny branches
Heady perfume gone
But with care and attention
From one rose grows a bouquet
Zarte Liebesblüten fallen
Nur nackte dornige Zweige bleiben
Kein berauschender Duft mehr
Doch mit Pflege und Liebe
Wird aus einer Rose ein Bouquet
Pétalos de amor caen
Dejando lampiñas ramas espinosas
No más embriaga perfume
Pero con cuidado y atención
Crece de una rosa un ramillete
Love a blooming rose
Always flowering in us
And nourished by faith
A never ending story
A safe heaven for our soul
Liebe eine blühende Rose
Sie blüht immer in uns
Genährt durch Vertrauen
Eine unendliche Geschichte
Zuflucht für unsere Seele
El amor es una rosa
Floreciendo en nosotros
Alimentados por la confianza
Una historia sin fin
Refugio de nuestra alma
Note: Co-written with Jack Horne for Walayee's Soup Member Contest
Written by Jack Horne and Gert Knop
Love’s soft petals fall
Leaving bare thorny branches
Heady perfume gone
But with care and attention
From one rose grows a bouquet
Zarte Liebesblüten fallen
Nur nackte dornige
Zweige bleiben Kein berauschender
Duft mehr Doch mit Pflege und Liebe
Wird aus einer Rose ein Bouquet
Pétalos de amor caen
Dejando lampiñas ramas espinosas
No más embriaga perfume
Pero con cuidado y atención
Crece de una rosa un ramillete
Love a blooming rose
Always flowering in us
And nourished by faith
A never ending story
A safe heaven for our soul
Liebe eine blühende Rose
Sie blüht immer in uns
Genährt durch Vertrauen
Eine unendliche Geschichte
Zuflucht für unsere Seele
El amor es una rosa
Floreciendo en nosotros
Alimentados por la confianza
Una historia sin fin
Refugio de nuestra alma
Silently he weaves his way through nebulous skies
Traversing the night for his place in the sunshine
Beautiful planet he'd seen once upon a dream,
On his breast rests a rose of Sharon of gold streams.
The ride is rough as he must avoid shooting stars,
Attractive for a time, but mirrored dreams they are,
Their fires soon becoming extinguished, gone black
Meeting their doom in the vacuum of black holes' trap.
Such fatal end becomes a blessing in disguise
He learns he must follow a pattern for safe flight
He draws power from the sun and the earth's moon
Whose lights are constant, a sight he knows not to lose.
At long last, near the moon he finds her, his heaven
Her light turned brightest gold by the rose of Sharon.
By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 06.07.11
For Francine Roberts' Sonnet contest.
She's sometimes a rose
She's sometimes a thorn
Sometimes the sun and sometimes the storm
Sometimes she questions and sometimes she knows
She's sometimes a rose and sometimes a thorn
Sometimes she's good and sometimes she bad
She makes me complete
She's driving me mad
she's straight as an arrow then bent like a bow
She's sometimes a rose and sometimes a thorn
She's shrouded in mystery...in mystical moans
She confounds and confuses
She's hot then she's cold
She's fire and smoke...in summer she snows
She's sometimes a rose and sometimes a thorn
She's iron and ice
She's a friend and a foe
She's naughty and nice
She's a whirlwind that blows throuh my blood and my bones
Lost in her land I'm found where love flows
She's sometimes a rose and sometimes a thorn
A rose blooms in the shadows of spring,
it is picked with love for her.
A prick of the thorn to show my love
One drop of blood to show I care.
A selfless gesture, the sound of loves beat;
shakes the ground and weakens my knees.
I would have held you till the last pedal feel
Not above you, shattered from grief.
Rest in peace my darling,
May heavens light be a blanket for two
When time comes for my rose to be picked
I will finally come home to you.
The rose I picked for Amelia
Lies in the dirt and withers away
The rose I picked for Amelia
She'll never see, I was one day too late.
The Rose grows
in a quiet place now
where none ever would before,
in a secret garden
next to a hidden well
all kept deep inside
my heart.
Many times when I would
think of you,
a seed
would get planted in my garden,
but, the water from
the well
was not enough
to germinate
the seed,
so the rose
couldn't grow.
After years
and years
of thoughts
and thinking
about you,
you came back
into my life
and the well
that was drying up
found itself
a new source
of water,
a meandering brook
moved and shaped
by heavenly forces
now helped to fill up and feed
the well.
As my daily time
with you increased,
more seeds were planted
with one, so far, taking root.
Combining waters from the brook
and the well
plus lots of sunlight,
the Rose is growing
and starting to blossom.
It’s living on my love
(the hidden well),
your love
(the meandering brook),
and God’s love
(the Son’s Light).
I believe now this Rose
will continue to thrive
in the secret garden
of my heart
as my love for you
will always be,
so will the Rose
never die.
i journied through a forrest covered in haze.
through the thick grey fog there was a bright glow of red.
i stumbled trying to make my way towards it,
tripping on the roots from apple trees.
i came closer to this red. a rose was revealed.
this rose was mesmerising. my hand reached for it without thought.
immediately, i threw my now red fingers back.
under this rose were thorns sharp as daggers.
in my state of confusion, i could’ve sworn i heard Someone say,
“this is not yours to take”
A rose blooms.
Love showed me a new way
She was mine
My Valentine
Smile shine
Holy shrine
Stars align
Hearts combine
Soul refine
My finish line
And then love took her away
A rose dies.
She passed by and waved goodbye,
Then I'd remember her tears by and by.
As she laughs but for me she cries,
It makes the rose bloom, then it dies.
Reminiscing our good and and happy memories;
But i can remember our condemned memories!
Halt! 'Cause it hurts so much,
The dry rose had another munch!
The overflowing diamonds along my cheeks,
Glitter as they fall cause for you I seek.
Leave me now but return soon,
Then another withered rose died like a toon.
Wounded but I'll stand up my love!
And prove to you, I can fly like a dove.
Cause the water is now flowing continously,
Letting the last rose live, silent but continously.
when I see a rose I know it will die and it's beauty will fade as time passes by. I
treasure the rose. For you are my rose who I will protect till you should fade and your
beauty vanishes into the starry night sky.
When I see a bear I think of a brave and ancient creature who will one day be tamed and
held forever in a cage. I smile at the bear so mighty and fierce for you are my bear who
will never give up. Who will always be brave when times are tough.
And when I see a child I think of innocence that never dies and love that simple with
nothing attached. I think of you then my sweet sweet wife for you the innocent child the
brave bear and the beautiful rose that gives my life meaning and keeps my heart beating.
Form:
My love for you is like a rose
If unkempt it will slowly wither
And slowly fade
But if this rose can live
It must be loved back
Time is my enemy
And you are what I lack
With your caring arms
This rose can bloom
But without them
It may fade with the day
This rose can deceive
Although lit with color
It can lose it within
Will it live through tonight
Or die because of sin
One wish for me
One wish for him
One wish for us
One wish is about me
One wish is about him
One wish is about us
One wish was given to me
One wish was given to him
One wish was given to us
One wish last forever for me
One wish last forever for him
One wish last forever for us
One wish is a black rose for me
One wish is a red rose for him
One wish is a maroon rose for us
One wish for me
One wish for him
One wish from two lovers makes two wishes and one wish together makes three wishes
The way to melt a lass’s heart
Is to give her one single rose.
It will be more precious to her than
A dozen or two dozen roses.
It sends a message that she is the ONE.
The one lass in your life, the one you love!
A hand written note to accompany it. . .
She will save forever, and she will probably
Press that rose in a book to be cherished.
Many lads seem to think bigger is better. . .
Not true for a lass with a true heart.
If she gushes over the single rose you give her. . .
Then her heart is as pure as her love for you.
Pick a Valentine card with great thought
And care, and if you attempt to write how
You feel about her in your own hand
Be prepared to share the best
Valentine’s Day of your life!
*Note: This message is from a lady with many years of experience who also
has raised three daughters. Happy Valentine's Day!.....I will be away on a trip for
two weeks to see my first grandson who is almost a month old, so I will not be able to
comment on your poetry as often until my return.
One rose grew to twenty-four
With the thought that most is more
Enchanted we that once believed
Love each petal, ne'er grieve
Once, that one stood up tall
'Til one befell a one rose fall
Now, I am one with twenty-four
Which the one, for one is more
Form: