Woman, Woman, Muse Of Saint-Valentine
You, gorgeous Muse, with velvety skin
The sugary sap of my poetic pen
And the sole labyrinth of my soul
You inspire me and I adore you.
You are my perennial spring smile
The garden of my ethereal flowers
The leitmotif of my dreams in exile
And the fictional oasis of the fall showers.
You are the guardian angel who's never absent
And the
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Categories:
saint valentine, angel, beauty, friendship love,
Form: Rhyme
Saint Valentine
He held not one sword.
Scattering crimson parchment-
encouraging love forsaken by
men with narrow hearts.
Weddings in the cradle of night.
Sweet songs are sung softly,
by few brave enough to witness,
holding candles. Ready to hush their glow
as soldiers scour the streets.
Hunting the steadfast will of love.
Devouring the flesh of those found with
steel and flame- Fed to starven Lions for
the
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Categories:
saint valentine, dedication, deep, history, life,
Form: Free verse
Saint Valentine
Man of good intension, of love, honour,
though defied Roman emperor Claudius,
became a Martyr died without mourner,
yet over centuries became most glorious,
Roman army free of affection or love,
dedicated Fighting men was Claudius's law,
man of the cloth married lovers as he should,
Claudius beheaded him and that's for sure,
from priest to Saint this good man became,
lovers all over
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Categories:
saint valentine, celebration, christian, dedication, devotion,
Form: Rhyme
A Gift From Saint Valentine
Rose and jasmine may loose their
charm and enchanting fragrance
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Categories:
saint valentine, valentines day,
Form: Blank verse
Drenched In Red With Saint Valentine
Straight-up the arrows,
hard-pressed the doors
to all the rooms
in all the houses
on Clark Street.
Father Coughlin brought blessings
thinned with broth
from potato peelings.
Women poured tears
into fringed shawls,
and buried their dead
above Dublin’s seashore,
along the banks
of the river Liffey.
Through the years,
the ghost of James Clark,
Bugsy’s brother-in-law,
pursued Al Capone
all the way to his grave.
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Categories:
saint valentine, corruption, murder,
Form: Dramatic Monologue