Best Lovetree Poems
Where would we be without love?
Lost sheep of Babylon, not God’s doves,
Loves philosophy is: ‘love, love, love’,
So let’s begin her story,
Her story begins in the womb,
Where love maternal is in bloom,
Then paternal love springs forth,
With eventual dada mama of course,
Her first steps are tentative,
Steady, gradual, pensive,
Love is growing fast,
She waves her tiny hand, makes a fist,
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Love is a mine of hearts and minds,
Broken, pumping, dull, awake,
For goodness sake let something shake!
From the tree of love, what does it take?
A fruit to fall upon my lap,
A love ripe to bite after a nap,
Alas alack release some slack,
I do not have the subtle knack,
Does it take so long to find loves grace,
With strawberry hair and a pretty face,
I wonder if there will be a share,
You cherry, me plum to be your care,
When all is said and done,
What is the point in life with no fun!
The harvest of love is worth more than gold,
So the story told should set the mould,
Look for love in the tree,
Where ever the tree may be,
And find a suitable fruit to munch,
And take them out for a hearty lunch,
If all fails and it well might,
Leave it a while with a smile,
Never giving up the fight,
Then when life is less stale, re ignite,
The journey restarted afresh aplomb,
Shields up for the femme bomb,
As for the men they may need fresh words,
To trap and seduce the startled birds,
A look again at the tree of love,
Where it is filled with new blossom,
Don’t act the goat or be a possum,
The news of love is close at hand,
A gent and a lady, years apart,
See eye to eye and have fresh heart,
Her mind is nimble his is on fire,
Where Lord to take this desire,
I wonder if it is going anywhere,
Do you care, do you think I care?
I adore you from the start,
Your nimble mind my aching heart,
To find her, unwrap her serenade her,
Hear her, feel her, getting close to her,
All in all falling about,
I could shout, is she the one!
When I was young
to extremes I sprung
I often wondered too
If so many things were true
Sometimes when we visited
Welcome's of many extended
to us as kids it was grand
Just to sit digging in the sand
When Uncle Jim came along
He was dark haired and strong
He took us to the money tree
Where nickles extended for us, for free
It seemed to me this was so strange
How did one get a money tree to engage
For though it sprouted of dimes and nickles
Our fancy new tree to our childish desire, it tickles
It was so much fun picking change from this tree
We were then planning a fun shopping spree
Now as I've grown I've discovered the truth
While we were gone the change was hid by Aunt Ruth
It was so much fun thinking for a while
That a tree was flowing of money as fast as the Nile
Pennies, nickles and dimes, growing as budding sprouts
As we children picked while joyously we did shout.
Form:
Unrepentant Miners
I look out over what should have been viridian fields
Where daisy and dandelions
Found their picturesque beauty
Wild and free
I felt the meadow of summer skies
Lay their heads beneath your bare feet
To kiss at your ankles with their secrets
Wild and free
I saw the written verses
Your laughter in April dales of rain
Beneath a willow tree you came to me
Wild and free
I heard you dance on dewdrops
From gentle hills to mountain heights
You pirouette in my eyes
Pirate of my sighs
Wild and free
…………………..but the wealth of your heart
is a treasured prize
to another gluttonous search for gold
unrepentant miners gouge
excavate your beauty
to an open cast
terraces dug deeper than the scars
and though it hurts to see
your dream piled like so much unwanted earth
still given time
in your own clouds of love
those bright yellow flowers
lift up the heads again
but still they search for the precious of you
they couldn’t see and never will
they claw at your soul
for riches they just can’t understand
and think a balm of shovelling it all back
you might grow again for them
they just don’t know that the dusty roads
have trampled you there
Wild and free
I touched the meads of winter skies
Lay their icicles beneath your feet
To kiss on your eyes with their secrets
Wild and free
I saw the unwritten pages
Your joy in the hidden streams
There beneath the willow tree when you came to me
Wild and free
And I watched you sing with lightning
From the echoed prowess of your storm
You dazzle in my eyes
The sweet pirate of my sighs
Wild and free
…………………………..but to them your heart is a mine
open and cast with the scars
they are just too greedy to see
they think in the fields
where your treasures dwell
just iron and steel to build their world
and leave you a pit
to get on with your life
any way you can
I look out over your verdant fields
Where daisy and dandelions fall like gems
Found their prophetic serenity
Wild and free
Send him out of his mothers womb!
into a new moon of snare free engagements
fragrance seeps through his skin while animals fall from the cloudless sky
like rainstorms
the animals send worms to pavement, as all things need air
the man can feel his thoughts, but are they really there?
he receives short lived lashes...
those gashes go unfilled and turn into stashes of wasted potential
he has no vindication
compromising wiser words his life is filling with implications
a rising tree growing near him
stops short of it's potential and bends in anticipation,
the tree asks the man.......
“what really lies within?”
with no response.......
the man looks into himself and he knows what he wants
the man falls into the river and floats in his own thoughts
Send him out of his mothers womb!
Manage this man's mind and free him of this tree's questions bind
he floats downstream and dreams of that tree
hopes to god that he hasn't injured it's branches and leaves
he knows “what lies within” but the question sinks the man who could hardly swim
deep in the river it's too dark to see
clarification and love are mysterious things
I'm still working on this one a bit..
The crystal ball ablaze with the moon to unfold the magic of fantasy
In streaks of light fall on the tree of life to cradle my love for her soul
Deeply she clings to me in her ecstasy as moments seem to break up;
The very nature of life craving for rebirth lore’s: together as unified.
Yonder lies the universe in turmoil struggling with the unknown life
Exulting in beauty for ever and ever in infinite vibes of fascination:
Let me adore her splendor for separation is imminent, a divine will.
To the core I must drench my self, in her longing of body in fusion
Yearning in desires of the flesh, as she releases her brutal passions
Blessed by the twinkling stars; blue skies and the joyous tree of life:
Savor the last kiss as we unite entwined in freedom from this world
Caress-float the sea of divinity, as one to breathe each others aroma:
Burning in loves torture, groaning within the body’s submissive thirst;
Quenched forces of unbridled thrusts and cravings in supreme fusions: