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What is love?
The North Star guiding
a lost seafarer home
or the Siren’s song luring
him to the rocky shores?
Is it frolicking in the moonlit nights
in a field of flowers
or trudging across
an arid, scorching desert?
Is it a freeway to bliss and joy
or a meandering trail
through the rugged terrain
of grief and woe?
Is it a cup of hemlock
or a chalice of nectar?
Is it a snake pit
or a bridge over the chasm
of hatred and bigotry?
Is it an ever-elusive mirage
or the rock of Gibraltar?
Love is all that and more
and yet it’s nothing,
A mere emotion, a feeling,
At first blush, irrelevant
and yet it’s an impetus, a catalyst –
An euphoria permeating our entire being.
It is here, it is there
and it is everywhere…
Yet, it is nowhere!
It creates mayhem and chaos
if it turns and walks away.
Love knows no boundaries,
It follows no customs or creed;
It cares not for any
race or language.
Not unlike air and water
or the enlivening sunlight –
Vital in good measures
devastating in excess,
Vexing as a thorn but
as enticing as the fragrance.
Love is but love.
No one has seen it
yet everyone is touched by it,
Its constant presence is overwhelming
Yet you’ll never find
if you go looking for it,
It traverses distant shores,
yet it doggedly never
leaves your threshold.
You are born with it
but can never own it,
Forever it hovers around you
but never can you rein it in.
“Love is a many-splendored thing”*
Yet none can explain its true meaning,
It would call through a bullhorn
but you may not hear it,
It merely whispers in your ears
and turns your life topsy-turvy,
More furious than the flowing lava
It would give you the chills if provoked.
He indeed is a poor soul
bereft of hopes and dreams
who befriendeth not love.
(*Love is a many-splendored thing", Lyrics by Paul Francis Webster.)
~"What Love is?" contest by Bobby May
Love is a many splendored thing
A hit song once used that title
Love is a major part of all our lives
The emotion that's particularly vital
Vital in the health and total well being
Of all creatures great and small
Contentment that lasts for all eternity
It's the greatest treasure of all
It seems the older this old guy gets
The more passionate he becomes
D'ya think I might need to visit a shrink
Will my addiction be overcome
Riding off into the sunset with milady
Yelling ride 'em cowboy, yeehaw
Real true love's a many splendored thing
Should make true love the law
© Jack Ellison 2014
What is love?
The North Star guiding
a lost seafarer home
or the Siren’s song luring
him to the rocky shores?
Is it frolicking in the moonlit
nights in a field of flowers
or trudging across
an arid, scorching desert?
Is it a freeway to bliss and joy
or a meandering trail
through a rugged terrain
of grief and woe?
Is it a cup of hemlock
or a chalice of nectar?
Is it a snake pit
or a bridge over the chasm
of hatred and bigotry?
Is it an ever-elusive mirage
or the rock of Gibraltar?
Love is all that and more
and yet it’s nothing,
A mere emotion, a feeling,
At first blush, irrelevant
and yet it’s an impetus, a catalyst--
An euphoria permeating our entire being.
It is here, it is there,
and it is everywhere...
Yet, it is nowhere!
It creates mayhem and chaos
if it turns and walks away.
Love knows no boundaries,
It follows no customs or creed;
It cares not for any
race or language.
Not unlike air and water
or the enlivening sunlight--
Vital in good measures
devastating in excess,
Vexing as a thorn but
as enticing as the fragrance.
Love is but love!
No one has seen it
Yet everyone is touched by it,
Its constant presence is overwhelming
Yet you’ll never find
if you go looking for it,
It traverses distant shores,
Yet it doggedly never
leaves your threshold.
You are born with it
but never can you own it,
Forever it hovers around you
but never can you rein it in.
“Love is a many-splendored thing”.
Yet none can explain its true meaning,
It would call through a bullhorn
and you may not hear it,
It merely whispers in your ears
and turns your life topsy-turvy,
More furious than the flowing lava
It would give you the chills if provoked.
He indeed is a poor soul
bereft of hopes and dreams
who befriendeth not love!
~05/02/16
~Free Verse on Love contest by Laura Loo
~"Love turns the world around"
contest by Nayda Ivette Negron
Those silly old love songs from decades past
Still meander through in my mind
Those love songs that speak softly of the thrill
Of a blossoming new romance
That promise “I Will Always Love You” by Whitney
The definition of what true love is
“Love Is A Many Splendored Thing”
And Perry's, “Can't Help Falling In Love”
Am I dating myself... perhaps
But these oldies tell of love in much simpler terms
Even though the world was still in turmoil
These songs promised hope
Of finding that very special person
To spend eternity with! To love and to cherish!
To grow old and grey with!
Those were very special times back then!
Ah! Memories!!!
The content of "The Character of "The Two Greatest Mayors of Louisville Kentucky: Gregory Fischer,and Jerry E. Abramson. Here is "The Content of there combined "Character"! They both realize the "Truth".Here it is!! The pleasure of Love is in Loving. They realize that all are "Happier" in "The passion we feel than in what they or we inspire,and they know that we all would like to continue to inspire,so that we all can remain in the real pleasure of loving and love as our desired passion with inspiration.Love is a many splendored thing!We realize "The Content of The Character of any of our leaders.We will not be fooled or tricked.No cord or cable can draw so forcibly,or bind so fast,as love can do with only a single thread! When all else fails love saves.Love is the fulfilling of "The Law". It is the human summum bonum. As we embody its spirit we incarnate and express divinity.It is an all surrounding atmosphere in which we live,even though unconsciously. In proportion as we send out love we receive it.We are blessed to send and receive love! Let us start transmitting and receiving "LOVE"! In Jesus name we pray! Amen. So be it and so it is.
JOCELYN
( Acrostic )
Jocelyn,tthe most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard
Sound of music that tickles a man’s heart and soul
Like a star that twinkles in the sky at night
A sweet name that makes one to smile.
Oh! how amiable and adorable you are
a fragrant red rose in the garden of one's heart
Your eyes are so bright that tantalizes one's mind
Your smile makes the world go-round.
Charming replica of Venus, the goddess of beauty
In the heart of the man who loves you truly
Poet's inspiration that moves his imagination to play
And ask the birds how to tweet and fly away.
Erudite, lovely and honest woman
An ideal and sublime lady of wisdom
Making plans and blue prints for a dwelling place
Where her kids will someday run and play.
Loyalty and sincerity are good virtues to possess
These, let it reign in your heart
Disseminate to the younger ones
Embed in their mind the Solomonic wisdom.
Yes, love is a many splendored thing
But your heart to only one man
The sanctity of love never to blaspheme
Respect, cherish and never disdain.
Natty, and humility, are your qualities to treasure
A glory and crown to be kept forevermore
You’re a woman of dignity, integrity and decency
A woman of rectitude and probity.
Love is a many splendored thing
Once was a song with that title
Love is a major part of all our lives
The emotion that's particularly vital
Vital to the health and total well being
Of all creatures great and small
Contentment that lasts for all eternity
It's the greatest treasure of all
It seems the older this old guy gets
The more passionate he becomes
D'ya think I might need to visit a shrink
Will my addiction be overcome
Riding off into the sunset with milady
Yelling ride 'em cowboy, yeehaw
Real true love's a many splendored thing
Should make true love the law
I am encapsulated by your love
Dramatized uncleaned in a soap opera
A World Apart, yet we have The Best of Everything
You are my Guiding Light
You are my Love of Life
Awaiting The Brighter Day
This I must certainly say
With In The Secret Storm
I submitted rest assured
We together Search for Tomorrow
It's hard to be away from you
In The Edge of Night, As the World Turns
In this The Clear Horizon, A Flame in the Wind
Oh, my darling I will promise you anything
Never Too Young, Bright Promise
Though we're The Young and the Restless
A World Apart, yet we have The Best of Everything
Engulf in those Dark Shadows
As we forever long to be forever, together
Throughout Somerset One Life to Live
As I give, as I give
Witnessing the battles
Passions of this Another World
Love Is a Many Splendored Thing
Rituals The Bold and the Beautiful Loving
The Doctors at General Hospital have tried to fix my troubled heart
The City for Generations in these long Days of Our Lives
A World Apart, yet we have The Best of Everything
Those The Nurses helping doctors
Keeping our love heal and sharp
Passions of this Another World
Love Is a Many Splendored Thing
Rituals The Bold and the Beautiful Loving
Hopes of marriage proclaiming our love
Procreation, producing All My Children
From Texas Santa Barbara
In Port Charles on Sunset Beach
It's Ryan's Hope to win you back Capitol
You are my Guiding Light
You are my Love of Life
Awaiting The Brighter Day
This I must certainly say
With In The Secret Storm
I submitted rest assured
Together we Search for Tomorrow
It's hard to be away from you
A World Apart, yet we have The Best of Everything
10/03/18
For Soap Opera Titles Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sian St. John
What is love?
The North Star guiding
a lost seafarer home,
Or the Siren song luring
him to the rocky shores?
Is it frolicking in the moonlit night
in a field of flowers
Or trudging across
an arid, scorching desert?
Is it a freeway to bliss and joy
Or a meandering trail
through a rugged terrain
of grief and woe?
Is it a cup of hemlock
Or a chalice of nectar?
Is it a snake pit
Or a bridge over the chasm
of hatred and bigotry?
Is it an ever-elusive mirage
Or the rock of Gibraltar?
Love is all that and more,
And yet it’s nothing,
A mere emotion, a feeling –
At first blush, irrelevant
And yet,
It’s an impetus, a catalyst –
An euphoria permeating our entire being--
"Love is a many-splendored thing!"*
*(P.F.Webster / Sammy Fain)
~"Types of Love" contest by Nayda Negron
Those silly old love songs from decades past
Still meander through in my mind
Those love songs that speak softly of the thrill
Of a blossoming new romance
That promise “I Will Always Love You” by Whitney
The definition of what true love is
“Love Is A Many Splendored Thing”
And Perry's, “Can't Help Falling In Love”
Am I dating myself... perhaps
But these oldies tell of love in much simpler terms
Even though the world was still in turmoil
These songs promised hope
Of finding that very special person
To spend eternity with! To love and to cherish!
To grow old and grey with!
Those were very special times back then!
Ah! Memories!!!
© Jack Ellison 2014