Love potion no. 9
I dived into a cauldron of magic potion
And thought I would never survive
But here I am to tell the tale
Of how I’m still alive
I saw a chance and dived right in
I didn’t do my diligence
But soon found out it’s sink or swim
I should have used my commonsense
I tried to swim against the tide
But the effort was all mine
She didn’t even try to hide
Her scorn for potion number nine
Our potion turned out to be
A blending of the poison kind
I’m so lucky to be free
Her body they’ll never find.
I wake up once more, alone
Cannot tell if it’s you or me who is atone
This is a concern of mine
Not everyone looking to be divine,
can, at last, undergo bliss and be fine
And, not everyone reading a book
Can understand where it took
Wine drinkers often wake up lousy
Yet, love drinkers are always drowsy.
Written: November 09, 2022
A vendor of proven love potions
never gives into emotions
Told: I need a soul mate!
He quips: Twelve ninety—eight!
I also sell draft beer and lotions
2/2/22
A mystic was thrilled with the notion
That she could create a love potion
She tried sixty-nine
And all were benign
But her pot got loads of devotion
You have surpassed any potion ever created
You are a ten above all the others
You have dazed me with your beauty
You have blended our souls together
You have created a potion capturing my mind
You have a heart that keeps mine beating
You have created this monster of love
Your potion blinds me to all others
Your potion sparks my fire
Your potion is my desire
Your potion lures my lust for you
Your potion makes me crave you
Your potion is like no other
This potion is: You
Lying here on a Saturday night
only the sound of wind chimes
visions of that missed kiss
every time I close my eyes
Peak honey season
on the run and smitten
take a little taste of the energy
inside the pot that’s simmering
on the counter, two souls merging
never apart again
nice mix of sugar and sage
under the taste of cinnamon spice
moonlight glistening
beaming upon the fire
enchanted smoke billowing
ready for the final mixing
take a little taste of the magic
relish the rhythm of the room
understand that it’s undeniable
each drop is laced with you.
It is called
Love potion number one
One small drop, makes
You want to have fun
It sends out love waves
To the one you desire
It sends floating red hearts
That'll set your soul on fire
This potion will bring
Them straight to you,when
You look into each others eyes
It'll bring love that's brand new
A sprinkle of humour
A dash of wit
A twinkling eye
Many a soft word
A barely audible sigh
A tender touch
Let lips the other's cheek lightly brush
A glass or two of wine
Fine food
A candlelit room
With such ingredients
The wonder of love
Will come to the fore
So be careful your love potion to pour.
Those elements will never fail
Keep them as your holy grail
LOVE POTION
Love is the power peerless to impress.
Magical healing of solemn love potion
softening assuaging in distress.
Shower of love in delicate decoction,
foregoing ego on love and affection.
Love is the elixir of deep scar to cure
acting as concoction if love is pure.
10/22/19
Third Place
'Love Potion' Contest by Julia Ward
Brian Strand Contest No. 1183
Contest by Brian Strand
If there was a love potion
I could give for your devotion
And all of your emotion
I would make this resolution
Without fear of persecution
I would use this solution
If I could find a …..blow gun!
Love Potion Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
10/17/18
Though he tried to win her affection
All he got was her rejection
Then his best friend said he knew
A woman who could make a 'love brew'
So off they went with the notion
That they could acquire this love potion
They knocked on the old lady's door
She let them in, so they could explore
He told her of the girl he adored
And how by her he was ignored
Old lady Annie knew just what to do
She whipped up a most potent brew
It was indeed her favorite mix
She called it "love potion number six"
Then she said; "After putting this in her drink my boy
The first person she sees will be her love toy"
Just one drop and the girl would brim
With so much affection, only for him!
But now he had to think,
How to get one drop in her drink
He knew the place she'd go to eat
And that's where he'd put in the potion sweet
So his friend distracted her, and in a wink
He put the love potion into her drink
He puckered up for a passionate kiss,
But then something went amiss
After she took a sip of the potion's blend
The first person she saw was his best friend!!
10-15-19
Who hasn’t heard of the notion
The secret recipe for love potion
Can detonate a frenzied explosion
While stirring carnal emotion
Wild winds setting in motion
The sails ablaze on blue ocean
Stars above burn in devotion
Igniting the spark of implosion
Catapulting a heart in commotion
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
I'm buying love potion number nine.
I really want you to be mine.
But first, love potion number eight.
To make sure you are straight.
I already gave you number seven.
You will bring me to seventh heaven.
Number six was last week.
To ensure you will never cheat.
Five, I slipped in on the sly.
In case you ever say goodbye.
Four for you to knock on my door.
Make you want to meet me more.
Three just to make you see.
The perfect match you have in me.
Two just after I saw you.
Wanting you to see me too.
One, it seems so long ago.
Love at first sight.
11/10/2019
Love Potion Poetry Contest.
For Julia Ward
There is no special potion or blend for love
It is a blended mixture of heavens souls
Placing two hearts together and forever
Two white doves seen high in the sky
A symbol of love in flight together
A kiss is not love nor is a hug
Love comes from deep inside looks do not matter
The only potion is give and take
Giving your love and taking love in exchange
True love has no blend
It is just there until
THE END
Jesus was at Bethany, in the house of Simon
When a woman with an alabaster flask in evidence
Would anoint Jesus with ointment as expensive as diamonds
Making the disciples incensed with the extravagance
Jesus’ disciples claimed this should have been sold
And given to the poor who deserved such a gift
But Jesus answered them with words to behold
Saying the ointment wasn’t intended for thrift
Jesus told his disciples this woman had anointed His head
For the burial that would be coming they knew not when
He told them that wherever the gospel was spread
This woman would be remembered for this once again
Jesus blessed this woman for her elaborate offering
As she spread the ointment like some would a love potion
Some may wonder if she discerned of His coming suffering
And gave Him her very best as a showing of her devotion
Read Matthew 26:6-13 for the full gospel story
October 11, 2019
Love Potion Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Julia Ward
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