Long Sweetheart Poems
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Thank you Doris,
for giving me the mic.
I would like to welcome my father,
to our poetry web site.
Mr. Richard Pickett,
Has a talent so sublime.
wisdom within his rhymes,
we've collaborated many times.
You should check him out,
you may come to find.
Intriguing thought provoking,
inspiration...
come,
journey through his mind.
Thank you Doris,
for giving me the mic.
How about dem
BRONCOS!!!
Stuffing the Giants.
on Thanksgiving,
a win like that!
Brian Dawkins
a gift...
Elvis Dumervil, D.J. Williams
finding rifts,
Defense inspired,
the offense clicks.
Yes,
he said
Broncos...
Die-Hard, tattoo on
his right arm.
A stallion,
poetry is my art.
Thank you again,
Doris.
for giving me the mic
I'm glad you
"Went to Jared"
Now I must step aside.
I'm going to call for my
"Sweetheart"
You are next in Line
Linda-Marie Bariana has been tagged for Phyliss Babcocks' "Holiday Tag"
My pools of words are not limited to English.
I was a missionary in France and Belgium, so learned French.
I studied Spanish in college for several years afterwards.
The US Army had me learn Russian during the Cold War,
Then cross-trained me into Serbo-Croatian during the Bosnia/Kosovo Wars.
I spent about 7 years stationed-residing in West Germany and Germany.
Like German, Slavic-derived languages are very root-driven.
The most romantic word I ever heard is "izabranica" (pronounced izabranitsa).
Typical banal English translations do not give the word justice.
Usually it is put forward as an endearment such as 'darling' or 'sweetheart'.
But my favorite Serbo-Croatian word means so much more.
The root of the word is 'bran'; 'braniti' means to select or gather.
The suffix 'ica' is a feminine ending, often used for people.
The prefix 'iza' means "out from". So what does "izabranica' really mean?
Means more than just your one true love; more than just your soulmate...
It means the woman you chose out from among all others, your izabranica.
Onlookers remarked that he was aging gracefully
His disposition so sunny, cheerful, upbeat
Making plans for the future with his sweetheart
Taking such pride in his many grandchildren
True, he moved tentatively, pausing more and more
often to rest, breathing in fits and spasms, and betimes
his sentences trailed off into the vapor of the distant past
Then too there were the conversations where you needed
to repeat and repeat yourself, again and again, before
he would finally get it --
But oh, that infectious, wide smile which broke out on his
face when he did get it! Ah, that was a smile well worth
waiting for, indeed -- a smile that brought comfort and
peace to all those around him...
...Who were all the more confounded when he turned
inward, shaking his head, mumbling to himself as
cane-aided, he shuffled and stumbled his way home
'midst the sea of disapproving faces
February is here, it's Valentine's month
Hope everyone remembers their sweetheart
If you buy her roses or chocolates and stuff
Your guaranteed lots of love until March
But beyond March 1st it's a turkey shoot
If you want some advice from this oldster
Make sure you do what's expected of you
Or you'll probably get the cold shoulder
It isn't magic, it's elementary dear Watson
One and one always makes two
You must make sure she clearly understands
She's your all-time favourite honeydew
So we've alerted you to the possible dangers
Now it's up to you all to take steps
To ensure your life will be filled with joy
And a 24-hour non-stop lovefest
February is here, it's Valentine's month
Hope everyone remembers their sweetheart
© Jack Ellison 2015
Sweetheart longings
Brings
Bouquet of red or, pink, yellow, white, sweet, soft, velvet exquisite Roses
Glasses
Of chilled sparkling fine wine
Then we'll dine
On sweet red Strawberries dipped in chocolate, they're divine
Embrace to a dance and entice
In Paradise
Brightens sweet kisses and romance in our mind
A pleasure of wonderful feelings and you'll be mine
Will you be my Valentine?
By: Eve Roper
2/2/2015
(revised 2/13/2024)
Sweetheart longings
Brings
Bouquet of red or pink
yellow or white
sweet, soft, velvet exquisite Roses
Glasses
Of chilled sparkling fine wine
Then we'll dine
On sweet red strawberries
dipped in chocolate,
they're divine
Embrace to a dance
entice In Paradise
Brightens sweet kisses
romance in our mind
A pleasure of wonderful feelings
you'll be mine
Will you be my Valentine?
Wounded and lost, I was in much despair.
How much suffering must this heart endure?
After years of pain, I lived without care,
you found my fractured soul; you had a cure.
From within the heart flowed healing power,
I was at death’s door; now I’m whole and well.
your solid love pumps in my heart this hour,
Folks thought I would never come from hurts shell
Many times you could’ve thrown in the towel,
somehow you knew my rejection was the pain.
On most days, I would be mean and just scowl,
darling, you sheltered me from the rain.
Sweetheart, you healed my heart, now it’s brand new,
we’re one, my love; I’m blessed to have found you.
Contest: Love Sonnet
Sponsor: John Hamilton
10/17/2020
Amazing snowflake unique pure in deep beauty
melting within deep warmness always trusting fate
Adoring one pulse in a million skips climbing steps
forever beats true blue crystal clear begging your kiss
Night within deep chambers embers glow
a keystone turns lights on in satin darkness
The sun smiles warm thoughts coloring frosted jewels
gentle beams touch softly as winter ice kisses vision rainbows
Closing shutters until tomorrow comes
as the wind whistles and howls outside reality
Awakening sweetheart delights opening flowers bloom
blossoming within nine shades of beauty dazzling rose gold
Silver lining treasure cloud kissing pearl gem precious white
sailing dreams floating magical into another space
kisses blown silently blushing on velvet lips of a breath
sweetly carried on a stream of air whispering cotton candy
Touching ribbons flutter in your every single breathing sigh
most beautiful love dancing with the soul crowned princess cut
Let’s play.
Tigers have eyelashes.
Crocodiles smile.
The moon is made of cheese.
Shall we pull it down and see?
No? You want to keep it there?
You paint stories on its face?
Share your secrets in its ear?
Without the moon, there is no place for you to land from outer space?
But, sweetheart, I could reach it with the chair!
I could scoop up the moon on a spoon,
while I balance on my witches’ broom.
And place it so gently … right next to you.
It would sweep away bad dreams.
Give sweet kisses on your nose.
You could toss it in the air.
It’d belong to only you.
You are not convinced. That pout is clear.
You are tired of us grown-ups always trying to steer.
Leave you alone, you say. Let you have your moon.
High in the sky, with or without a silver spoon.
Everyone should have the moon, you’re right,
even dinosaurs, unicorns and clowns with drums.
Wait, is that dinosaur on the moon holding a spoon?
I thought dinosaurs had no thumbs.
Oh no, please tell him as quick as you can.
Do not scoop out the moon!
It’s not ice cream or cake.
Eating the moon’s a terrible mistake!
Look up! That was close!
He caught a fright and dropped the spoon.
Let’s leave the moon in peace.
I’ll grab the tub of ice cream.
You draw your best moon face.
MY LIONESS
My Sweetheart! A competent CEO,
born under constellation Leo,
acting reacting as majestic Lioness.
Yet she is my pretty princess,
Miss perfect, my pride not to hide
to select her as future bride.
My dreams soar high fluttering weary wings of hope
eagerly waiting with wobbling heart for early scope
to come close, also to propose!
Will she accept or refuse? Who knows?
Hazy hesitation, misty confusion all around!
I wish, my voice ’I love you’ as echo to rebound.
Her complex mental constitution,
now running on wrath and aggression.
When will melt on dissociation,
yielding affection and compassion
on sensual passionate amorous flow?
Will our mutual love ever glitter and glow?
* * * * *
What a pleasant surprise!
At dawn a dulcet Sunrise.
My fairy standing close at my doorstep
My heart beats rose above head to escape.
‘Dear, I love you’, the bold lioness told,
‘Let’s venture for our new abode.’
07/ 13/19
First Place
'All Yours ( June 11) Contest by Brian Strand.
My dearest love, Judy dear
I’m thinking of you and us
It was happiness year after year
All too soon those years have passed
We did recognize each other
From the very beginning though we
Were afraid to hurry up further
For about a year or three
In the 2020, the pandemic year
Was it in June, or in May?
You told me I love you and I said my dear
I love you too – since that day
We were close together, my darling
Every bird on your fence sang for us
Our evenings, nights and mornings
Flickered by so extremely fast
Little did we know, my sweetheart
It’s a year ago today
Your passing set us apart
Now your lovely ecards I play
Reading your words, full of love
I know we shall meet again
Can’t say when, but there’ll be sun above
Later that day there’ll be rain..