Long Lovesick Poems
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You’ve heard of Cinderella, I am sure
and how a fairy Godmother came to her
to help her meet her prince one magic night
when nothing in her life was going right.
Did you know that some animals too
can have their mighty wishes come true?
Once upon a time, there lived a frog
who had a friendship with a lovely dog.
The frog could only speak as froggies do,
Ribbit - ribbit, that was all he knew.
The tiny poodle dog he saw each day
was outside where she always liked to play.
She watched him hop and hop along the ground
and noticed how he followed her around.
He’d croak at her, but she had not a clue
that the frog was saying “I love you.”
So lovesick was the frog, at night he’d cry
thinking it would better be if he could die.
He wished to be a little dog and spend all of
his time with the poodle with whom he was in love.
One night before the froggy’s eyes there would appear
a frog with wings! He had a wand, and then grew near.
“I am your fairy frog-father,” this strange frog said.
“I’ve come to grant your wish, so have no dread.
I know that a poodle you would like to be.
If you are very sure of it, then you shall see
by morning’s light, your wish will have come true!”
The froggy slept. As he slept, a dog tail grew.
His nose became a snout, and he grew fur.
He’d turned into a poodle for the dog he loved – just for her!
His poodle love came out to play. Before her eyes,
she saw another poodle – such a surprise.
She found him most attractive, but could not tell
how it seemed this new dog she already knew well!
Her master mother saw her and the dog she took up with.
It made her glad her fur-baby seemed so filled with blithe.
She put up posters for a poodle maybe that was lost.
Nobody claimed the frog turned dog, so at no cost,
the master mother took this new sweet poodle in.
If dogs could smile, you can bet the once-frog dog would wear a grin.
Months passed (and no, the tale’s not finished yet).
Some precious puppies next were born from master mother’s pet.
No one ever figured out though why one puppy dog
ended up with googly eyes and hind legs of a frog!
April 4, 2023
For Write A Sweet Fairytale For Children With A Good Outcome Ending, Ie Nobody Gets Hurt :) Poetry Contest
Sponsor: BJ Legros Kelley
The days are drear, the days are long
the nights are silent without song,
my heart, my love, knows only fear~
the days are long, the days are drear.
The quest was yours right from the start
my love knows only fear, my heart
still beats for you above all cures,
right from the start the quest was yours.
My heart is lovesick, but it's true
above all cures still beats for you,
they say you're dead, a simple trick
but it's true my heart is lovesick.
They try to get inside my head,
a simple trick they say you're dead,
I won't be caught within their net~
inside my head they try to get.
I'm mortal sick, my life is naught,
within their net I won't be caught,
beyond the veil we'll meet uptick~
my life is naught, I'm mortal sick!
An emotion I caught at 16
A feeling I want not to come back if not with he
A love that never quiet escapes my mind
How nolstagic my reality has become
Reminiscing on times we once were
The dreams and promises we shared
A memory that forever marks its once was joy in a heart I gave away
To him, and once a woman I fell helplessly for
One who marked her residence in my lovesick heart
And provoked a depth of love I never knew existed in me
A memory that brings a smile on my blur face still
Two souls I call my lovestory
A tale I proudly speak in delight about
Even though life chose neither for me,
I still believe in love for I met it in both
My two lights, the Sun and Moon
Ones who reside joy and forever mark my heart
Like the rivers meet the seas, and eventually the oceans,
So does my heart for theirs, and eventually to a love infinite.
Copyright © Bernice Makotanyane | Year Posted 2018
Oh kelpie with your dripping mane
seducing valiant men of heart,
who by your spell would all be swain
and every sense in them, depart.
Why weep you by the loch and tide?
What brought you from your kelpie depth?
Sure no desire is kept aside
from your cold, illusory breath.
No longer do you haunt the bank,
but mourn a clever witch of wile
from whose enchanted cup you drank,
now captive to her charm and guile.
She'll bid you work a hundred years
in slavery chains for nigh
'til kelpie legend disappears
for proper penance, hue and cry.
*In Scottish folklore, a kelpie is a malevolent water spirit in the form of a horse.
Kelpies were believed to inhabit lochs and rivers, and to lure men to their watery graves
by transforming into beautiful women, once drowned the kelpie would then eat the victim.
The kelpie of this poem was the victim of a love enchantment, eagerly agreeing to a
lovesick life of slavery for penance of past misdeeds. Ha, whoever heard of a repentant, lovesick kelpie?
How dare you brazenly walk
As my every dream you stalk
In the hallways of my mind
Where my heart you must find
Like this is your place
You just simply pace
Free in your domain
You drive me insane
Shoulders set back
You’re on the attack
Head held high
For you know why
You walk down this hall
You know I‘ll come when you call
And you SMILE
How VILE
HOW DARE YOU!
How dare you look at me like that
Like we’ve made a love pact
So smug and so sure
Your pride I endure
You make me swoon
Lovesick under the moon
You make my legs go weak
Put the color in my cheek
When your pass my way
The sun shines in my day
And I don’t know why
I might fall over and die
To get a taste of paradise
With just a look in your eyes
HOW DARE YOU!
How dare you play with me
Like some squishy toy
You tease and annoy
Bend me all out of shape
And yet you won’t stop the game
For you have no shame
You go on and squeeze
Just being a tease
Every day it’s the same
You're the one to blame
HOW DARE YOU!
How dare you
Hook me with words
When you know full well
Your words cast a spell
And I can’t even breathe
When my heart starts to read
The little hidden love note
Oh, how you must gloat
To sense I’m starting to melt
With every power felt
You now turn on the heat
Make my demise complete
HOW DARE YOU!!!!
How dare you
Trick me to rant and rave
Make me feel brave
To spill out my heart
Of which you want no part
But you want to hear
How I hold you dear
And so you entice
Add so much spice
To all that you write
And I’m plunged into night
A poor helpless soul
Who’s too honest to hold
The love tight in my heart
And so you start
The turn my heart’s crank
And relish your prank
Make me march straight to you
Knowing what you will do
Give me a love peck
And leave me a wreck
HOW DARE YOU!!!!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Masterful paint strokes of his artistic hand.
Should use zinnias or roses that are banned?
Decides upon an honored verdant ginger jar
Muse stirs up imagination from afar
Maestro’s every keystroke magnificently planned.
Masterful paint strokes of his artistic hand
Waiting now for proud pink zinnias to come to life
The lovesick artist paints them for his lovely wife
Painting will be revered for hundreds of years
This knowledge might well reduce Verster to tears
Masterful paint strokes of his artistic hand,
Ginger jar intelligently feathered and fanned.
Wife adored this one, thought it was his best.
Her enthusiasm was not a real test.
Artist gritted up paint with particles of sand
Masterful paint strokes of his artistic hand.
Amid Arcady's sylvan groves(where once I gazed
Upon such luminous and alabaster grace
By her immortal beauty raptly drawn and dazed
As she turned and gently upraised her elfin face.
Like Aphrodite from the foam she rose and shone
With eager rivulets caressing ev'ry curve
Boldly her willing body yielded to the sun
While capricious Eros' dart smote me deep with love.
In that balmy dawn, birds all hushed in reverence,
Her glistening charms held so deeply me in thrall
Through the glade wafted her fluid fresh fragrance
So that I could barely stifle my lovesick call.
My satyr spirit begged me to Priapus play
But Aidos bade me remain withdrawn and hidden
If only I had known that this moment's delay
Would my great good fortune diminish , unbidden.
Then still she stayed,a startled fawn just before flight
As her skittish glance strayed towards where I was stood
'Twas then Actaeon's fate rose before me with fright
So I shrank e'er deeper into the shadowed wood
Lest vengeful Artemis let loose her hounds of hate.
But then coyly slipped away my shy shepherdess
As I stayed in fear transfixed and saw much too late
Her glide through the trees in her fluttering dress)
I wander alone aye haunted by this vision
While there fiercely burns in my heart a crippling ache
From which there can be no respite nor remission
That even Bethesda's waters would never slake.
Even now that image I cannot forget
Of her rising from the cool water
In my heart there lingers deep regret
For not addressing Aphrodite's daughter
As she swept back her dewy golden hair
Sparking within me an electric surge
The cascading streams caressing her everywhere
To animate me with a powerful Priapic urge
I remember the first day well,
with your glorious bright red hair you burst into the room
like a struck match,and everyone's face lit up.
Model, comedienne, everyone's favourite Auntie, crush,
paramour in dreams, happiness in stilettos, all bundled into one
like a Swiss Army Knife.
Watching you smile was like opening a Christmas present,
and when you laughed, it fizzed and popped like party wine.
When you boarded my bus, akin to some lovesick schoolboy
I'd cross my fingers
and wish and wish that you'd sit with me,
and when you did, though I sat still, my whole insides went 'HOORAY!!'.
From Reiki healing to old Hollywood musicals,
whatever you spoke of
I was held rapt.
You could read the ingredients off the back of a tin of curry
and you would still enchant me.
I'm sure that the moment you were conceived, the Good Lord,
like a bomb disposal expert,
cut the wires marked 'sadness', and you emerged not with a cry,
but a giggle.
If you were any lovelier, you would have exploded,
and the whole town would have been covered
in a thick, gooey layer of lovely.
What a magnificent disaster that would have been.
Instead, you were taken cruelly-
Cancer isn't fussy whose friends it takes,
and on the clearest days my sunshine seems dimmer now.
Grief that soaks like cold rain only lessened by gratitude in having known you.
Just wish we'd crossed paths sooner.
Or I could live my life backwards.
Miss you x
Gaynor Wadsworth R.I.P 2017
For contest 'I wish I knew you when you were young',
sponsor Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
She is on my mind all of the time
She is my daydream through out the day
She is my dream in the night's shade
She keeps me in wonder for no reason at all
She makes me feel like a lovesick boy in spring
She has me on edge without doing a thing
She leaves me in suspense with a smile
She keeps me wanting more then and now
She is on my mind all of the time
She is wrong but never so right
She is magic and a sweet delight
She keeps me in wonder for no reason at all
She is my song I sing has my world on a string
She knows my heart and she likes to tease
She knows my heart and she likes to please
She keeps me wanting more than and now
Love has no season
Love has no reason
You fall in love just because you do
And nothing or no one can save poor lovesick you
You can fall in love in the green of spring
Just one look and your heart sings
You can fall in love in the heat of summer
Just can't help acting dumb and dumber
You can fall in love in the gold of autumn
Being so desperate you hit rock bottom
You can fall in love in the cold of winter
Being so fragile your heart will splinter
Just when it seems there is no hope
She rescues you in her love boat
Love can happen anytime anywhere
Love can be hidden and suddenly appear
Spring or summer or autumn or winter
every season every reason
Love can always be found
For love exist all year round.