I have a friend who can take any and every story
Turn it into a scenario about her tragedies
If you mention lemonade, she has been poisoned by lemonade
Gripe about your mother? Hers made Mommy Dearest look kind.
Willow tree? One fell on her neck and she nearly died.
Lightning bugs? She was attacked by a swarm of them.
Hearts and flowers? No one ever sent her any.
No one cares about her.
No one takes care of her. No one loves her.
Even her own parents did not like her.
Her brother? He was cow dung.
Her sister? She stole from the family.
I am beginning to see a little pattern.
Valentine’s Day
once all hearts and flowers
Squeezed ‘tween walls and chambers
a few minutes, instead of hours
Yet when you come into view
my heart races, pulse rises too…
Let these few lines comfort you ~
one heart remains true
Polly, pretty in pink pinned her hearts onto a classy clothesline
Showing off her fancy embroidered skirt in a way that was fine.
We voyeurs watched from our windows, amazed as she pinned a rose.
Hanging Chinese lanterns, hearts and flowers, no room for any clothes.
Who dares to define what poetry is
Romantics feel it’s hearts and flowers
Some might say it’s a ruthless biz
others would point to its staying power ...
A novel has a beginning, a middle, an end
Most short stories, a denouement
I say poetry reflects the spirit in me ~
though I suspect most folks would disagree
the dream spirals
inside your mind
opening he inner door
to reveal the hidden truth
that lurks inside the darkness
behind the door
the fog lifts
as the wheel spins
to a golden sunrise
shining its new light
upon the darkness inside
taking the inner soul on
on a journey
to internal serenity
where hearts and flowers
thrive in the calming waters
waters that once was
a raging torrent
As we celebrate love
Whispering joy that abides
Inside those hearts who know
True love is more than
Hearts and flowers
It takes time – it takes prayer
True love is a sign that God is there,
Providing the foundation,
The inspiration for a life together
Promising joy that lasts, joy forever
As we celebrate the feelings
That silence our darkness,
Awaken our kindness, gentling
Even the struggles that arise
From doubts and discouragements
It is this love, this great love
That abides within those who see
He is the answer to every need,
He sees our darkness and still breathes
Light inside us – making us see…
Love that answers every prayer we speak
Love this wonderful is a love that betrays
Hearts who listen to the One who made a way
Beyond the stars – past the sunrise,
Into the peace of a forever who can see…
Together, we are free – to live our lives in
Agreement with the hope that sings…
As we celebrate the miracle of the love that is forever
Happy Valentine’s Day – I’m so thankful we’re together!
Rename that lane for it’s unpleasant truth?
Pull down that statue and melt down it’s proof?
Destroy the signs of a malignant history?
Soon kids will think it’s all fiction or mystery
Rarely is history all hearts and flowers
Rarely is history pretty or sweet
Conflicting views and competitive powers
Where someone’s a winner and someone gets beat
Use and abuse and to hell with the weak
Victors exploiting the downtrodden meek
History tells us of yesterday’s way
So we’ll tread new paths for a wiser today
So rename that lane if you’re really that fussed
That statue will fall if to fell it you must
But sweeping the ashes of yesterday’s fires
Will just breed a nation of abject deniers
Hearts and Flowers
The Eiffel Tower
An engagement ring
Reason to sing
A wedding planned
Passion's quicksand
Soon afterward ~
Romance interred
Valiant suitor in pursuit; for a valentine he has on his mind,
Aching to catch the eye of a lady sweet, fair and kind.
Longing to impress, in his intentions, he must truly shine.
Each day he yearns for a passioned filled fate,
Notions fill his head, with dreams of their first date.
Troubled briefly, that she would decline his advances;
Inspired by February's hearts and flowers, he would take his chances.
"Nothing ventured, nothing gained"; hoping his invitation would not be in vain.
Evening comes, the table is set, the candles glow; dinner and dancing a perfect
night for romancing.
Women love this yearly thrill
The day of hearts and flowers
As men, the cowards that we are,
Dread the task and cower.
For women wait with scented air
For tribute to be rendered
And if the booty’s not just right
They then act all offended.
And men, poor fools, seek outside help
By asking other women
To choose for them the perfect gift
No man had ever given.
After years of struggle
Men finally learn the trick
Give her what she really wants
“Your heart upon a stick”.
John G. Lawless
2011
Oh! My Love Red is the color of a rose.
And red is the color of hearts and flowers.
Red roses symbolize romantic lovers.
Two hearts beating the same as one.
Singing and dancing in the moonlight.
Underneath the luminous moon's
silvery light. Singing and dancing
until the break of day. We will be
dancing in the moon light.
Oh my Love is like a red rose blooming
in the gardens of endless pleasure
and delight. Watching the dying
embers of a fire. Wishing and
hoping and praying. You love me
just as much as I honestly do love you
most of all. Our love will last forever!
Love as always,
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
February 16, 2020
***Dedicated to lovers every where.
I hope you had a Happy Valentine's
Day.
Hearts and flowers
go hand-in-hand,
receiving both is grand.
Hearts and flowers,
fill the air with romance,
making us want to dance.
Hearts and Flowers,
provide warm and fluttery feelings
like butterflies doing wheelings.
POEM " BROKEN HEARTS AND FLOWERS " by martin gedge
Rain from sadden eyes may fall and break a worried heart
but smile light when stars ignite may keep your soul in part
for once the bird has left the nest the best of what you do
is find the piece that makes you whole that bonds the very glue
and time will tell when feelings gel the road that you must keep
that ups and downs on every grounds walk both sides of the street
the value that you put to test will rest upon your eyes
and choose the view as clear as blue to make you realize
that hurt and hate don't consummate the health of what you know
for flowers sent cannot repent the battles of each blow
you are the queen of self esteem and always keep in mind
don't settle less but do invest to take the needed time
that lessens learned from pasts you burned may slip into the dust
for once you throw into the flow your very thought of trust
is what you hold like shining gold to never let it stray
you are the one that needs the sun to grow up everyday...
by martin gedge©
Energy of you
Energy of me
Energy of us
Like a picture on a Facebook
page gone viral
I'll write about us all day
today in my spiral notebook
I'll draw hearts and flowers
and jump up and down for joy
Love the emotion
Love the commotion
Emotional Identity Disorder
Is okay by me now with you!
Greeting Cards
by Bob Moore ©2018
Christmas cards and Birthday cards. and cards all full of cheers
wedding cards and Get Well cards, we get lots through the years
Cards that say I love you, and forever you’ll be mine
not sure about forever though, that’s a bloody long long time
With hearts and flowers, love and joy, and inspirational sayings
with Christmas trees and snowmen, and little children playing
Our Christmas list gets shorter, as years go one by one
and friends and family we have known, have moved away, or gone
Now everyone sends e-cards, or on Facebook leave their greetings
is so easy there, to leave, a message, short and fleeting
for friends we do not even know, and we have never met
a “like” for something you have said, the closest you will get
Mother’s Day and Father’s Day , and Anniversary tweeting
at least it lets us stay in touch, and send each other greeting
so whatever special day, this may be to you
I hope you will enjoy it, and all your wishes may come true
as all your friends and relatives, wish for you the best
and you are happy with this day, when you lay your head to rest.
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