Romance Creation Poems

When I woke up this morning,
With the Sun's glowing rays
I leaned forward to feel 
The warmth of it on my face.

I, sitting on the porch,
Watching...

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A book, a pen and me
A perfect trio, you see
Together we unlock endless doors
For words are our sword, our only force

A book, a portal to...

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Happy 212th birthday Charles Dickens

Though written three hundred 
and sixty five days ago,
the following poetic commemoration
doth not warrant any modification.

Said prolific author born February 7,...

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Once upon a time, in a human's veins,
A love story unfolded, amidst life's strains.
RBC and WBC, two cells so distinct,
In the body's symphony, their love...

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Many things one could say
Music from back in the day
Vintage showing the way
Soft and Mellow
Look at that Lady and Fella
Love songs putting romance in a...

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Hope Dawn's Welcoming Breath Honors Your Sought After Desires


May wonderful colors and beautiful dreams be your take
I pray rhyming rhapsody sings to your heart's deep...

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Anshikavi, a name of grace and might,
A minute particle, a radiant light,
In the world, a shimmering speck, Anshikavi,
A minute particle may be, yet beautifully free,
With...

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She That With A Sweet-Laid Kiss Captured My Heart

She a true angel yet forever incomplete
Yes, forever and a thousand years in a day
But her heaven...

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Why Sweetheart Why Do I So Love, Then Life So Carves Me Up

As I wrote a surging stab of pain splashed into my brain
Electric agonizing...

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As God Of Love Brilliantly Blessed Light Cast Its Glow Upon Me


As God of Love brilliantly blessed light cast its glow upon me
My fertile trees...

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Three Tribute poems--  composed by me,

For Longfellow blog….

(1.)

Glory Of Faith's Triumphant Golden Crowns



The rays of morn took their first golden breath

Dispersing powers of night's...

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With Gypsie Luck, My Own Weaken Steps Retrace

I walked in shy shadows leaving not a trace
dawn birthed winds carried a rose-fragrant smell
pleased, accepting what is...

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A lot I could say about my bookshelf:
In a way like my half-understood self.
A first-time user should seek my half help
Against a blind book search...

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Disturbed  over what she had planned
for tomorrow. Often times she refused to
me as included with her plans.

What sweet sonnets sing ye
the sound of togetherness
tangled...

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Water jug ??of my life

A door opens
Our breaths are in the rhythm of a foreign room
White flowers
In a vase at the lobby
I take a picture...

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