AIRING OUT LOVE’S ATTIC

 

 

 

We started when autumn leaves stuck to the ground,

And rambled; bantered all around.

When morning dew smeared the vehicle’s glass;

Onlookers admired our repartee ’til trip passed.

 

Off to a park on a sky clear day,

You made your intentions known along the way;

My heart emerged to blast the bitter wind

And so I knew our union would begin.

 

Every day collected as a new secret shared;

If the unhidden had scarred, we didn’t care;

For laughter, thoughts and dreams we discovered,

Without seeing realities not yet uncovered.

 

Important moments, holidays, suddenly arose,

Though I wasn’t invited to share in any of those;

I excused the overlook as the newness of love,

Until the frosty cold forced me to peer beneath my gloves.

 

What I found were the same working hands,

That tried to remold; then you stopped and took a stand;

Stuck you have been in years of hardened ways,

Rebuffing my present efforts to settle and stay.

 

For your life has never truly belonged to me;

You made that clear from day three;

That love has eluded you, its constancy, too,

Still your heart wants to begin with me anew.

 

So out with long-standing, tired ways,

We strive to forgive, to mend broken days;

Packed baggage we open and hope to toss;

Happy memories saved, unhappy lost.

 

For pain hasn’t resurfaced with the fallen rain;

No, I’ve been there before and probably will again;

Decades I’ve traveled: body tired, not spirit;

Naysayers may dither but I won’t hear it!

Wendy Shreve

Remembering Valentines Day

 

I remember all my Valentines

They are deep within my heart

Every one  was so special

Until the  day we had to part

 

You see my loved one past away

After many years together

All the  memories of Valentines Day

To me I  will always treasure

 

Red roses were always given to me

And a candlelit meal for two

Every  time Valentines comes around

My  everlasting love I send to you

 

And on this special day

I place  by your picture frame

A bunch  of red roses in memory

To ease  my heartache and pain

 

Malcolm  Bradshaw

8 WAYS TO WRITE A LOVE POEM

Remember a time when you really wanted to tell someone how you felt about them, but didn’t think you could get the words to come out right? Or that time you wanted to give a certain someone a present, but you couldn’t find that perfect thing? Well, the next time that happens, have no fear — because our love poem tip guide is here (you love our snazzy rhyme, huh?)! Some feelings just need to be expressed, and writing a love poem is one of the most creative and sincere ways to say I LOVE YOU.

1. Feelings. When you look at the person you love, what runs through your mind? Think of words to describe how they make you feel, so you can use them throughout your poem. Even if they make your brain all foggy, write about that!
2. Firsts.  Everyone loves a bit of nostalgia. Remember how this person first came into your life. Was it love at first sight, or were you totally turned off until you got to know them better? Where were you? What details can you remember about the first time you met/went on a date/kissed? The little things matter, especially in a love poem, so don’t forget about them.
3. Comparison. If you’re writing a love poem about someone, chances are they’ve had a pretty big impact on your life. In your poem, compare how your life was before and after this person began playing a role in your life story. Maybe you were going through a rough time and they made it better, or you were always a happy person, but they just made you smile a little wider. Whatever your story, everyone enjoys being told how much they matter, so be sure to let this person know how much they’ve changed your life for the better.
4. Tone. Don’t worry about making your poem sound too sappy or romantic. Just be yourself, use your personality, and write about the things that might be a little harder to say out loud. Yeah, it sounds corny, but the best poems are the ones that come from your heart.
5. Pattern. When it comes to the format of the poem, creating a rhyme scheme or pattern shouldn’t be the main focus. If a rhyme comes naturally, go for it, but remember that some of the greatest poems don’t rhyme. Sometimes, a sing-song rhyme can take away the heart of a poem because both the writer and the reader pay more attention to how the poem is written, instead of what it’s about. For a love poem, it’s about what you say, not how you say it.
6. Spread the Love. No matter who you are or who stole your heart,
7. we all love a love poem At Poetree Creations.
8. Why not give it some thought.

Ode to Friesian

Ode to a Friesian (a.k.a. Ode to Milo)

A rare Chestnut among your peers,

Baroque in body, an athlete’s frame:

Well-chiseled, short ears,

Compact and strong of limb, a stallion’s name.

 

A war horse with a passive heart;

Classical lines, pure soul, a breed apart.

Free spirit, though workhorse when reined in;

Spurred to full gallop, you fly with the wind.

 

Your past, though fraught with labor,

Cannot keep you from what you savor,

To step outside your confined walls,

And show your worth to whomever calls.

 

For you stand tall,

Your legs rise and fall,

Muscled, toned you walk with grace,

But these don’t diminish your strength, your pace.

 

Power emboldens your ancestral pride;

You are never taken for just a ride;

Body groomed to take action,

Yet a disciplined mind keeps your traction.

 

Dedicated to the  Man I Love

Wendy

“Valentine’s Day Coils”:

 

It was 1997

and the Redwoods

of Santa Cruz seemed

to nuzzle around me

with a naturally echoed scarf

of something called home.

The line between revulsion

…and blinding beauty…

seemed blurred under

a red cabin moon

along the coiling asphalt

toward green sick shadows

somewhere in Boulder Creek.

Color cushioned waves

surrounded my mind

through enchanted fluffy songs

sung magically by mushrooms

and the snowy river bends

of railed white powder lines…

augmented by amber hues

of rich malted ales.

Someone feasted upon

whole cooked chicken

gray with grease and bone

prompting grinning sickness

as he devoured

the braised flaky flesh.

I was fixed and captured

within some animated line

of hypnotic obsession

over what seemed

a grossly royal extreme.

Last year we missed

the silken modulation

of shimmering sovereignty

held by our cradling hands

on Valentine’s Day.

This second I feel

the strumming melodies

of your green eyes

devouring a bruised soul

with reckless stimulation.

A sultry seduction

whispers the suffocating hiss

of “might have…”

as if held captive by

the reckless snake

of a soporose memory.

Speak to me…

…with your lighted voice…

• Nathan Lindsay

https://asortofromance.wordpress.com/2015/02/11/valentines-day-coils/

A TEAR ON MY PILLOW -Promote Yourself

When I lay and think, in my bed at night,
the day you’ll arrive, seems nowhere in sight.
I toss and I turn, dreaming of you,
opening my eye’s… checking if my dream came true.
It didn’t, again, and a tear starts to roll,
weeping quietly… my pillow I hold.

Many sleepless nights I’ve prayed for you, my love.
God touched my soul from heaven above
He’s answered my prayers for my bride to be.
I’ve never felt this lucky, God did this for me.
That’s a question I asked each and every night.

He must think your special, Joy, and I know he’s right.
No other has made me feel so complete,
my whole life was lived, just so we could meet.
All these thoughts and more going through my head.
I fall asleep not worrying, but dreaming of you… instead.

Author: David G Teves

IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE YOU WILL FIND IT HERE ON FEBRUARY 14 VALENTINE’S DAY.

Did You Know?

Approximately 141 million Valentine’s Day cards are exchanged annually, making Valentine’s Day the second most popular card-sending holiday after Christmas.

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love poems

Will you be my valentine?

Will you be my valentine?
Will you share my shame?
Will you be my everything,
Even when I have no game?
Will you suffer my agony,
Will you dwell in my mind,
Will you spend days with me
Even when I’ve mentally died?
Will you be there when I cease,
Will you cure my disease?
Will you be there forever,
Till death do us part?
Will you hold my hand as we grow old
When life simply tears us apart?
Will you comfort me in my gloom?
Or will you be my impending doom?
Will you share with me bed time stories
Even when we have no good glories?
Will you just simply be
My valentine elegy

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Remembering Valentines Day

I remember all my Valentines
They are deep within my heart
Every one was so special
Until the day we had to part

You see my loved one past away
After many years together
All the memories of Valentines Day
To me I will always treasure

Red roses were always given to me
And a candlelit meal for two
Every time Valentines comes around
My everlasting love I send to you

And on this special day
I place by your picture frame
A bunch of red roses in memory
To ease my heartache and pain

Malcolm Bradshaw

Five quotes from famous love poems

Five  Quotes from Famous Love Poems

1) With the earth and the sky and the water, 
remade, like a casket of gold 
For my dreams of your image that blossoms 
a rose in the deeps of my heart.

          -The Rose in the Deeps of His Heart
                   William Butler Yeats

2) Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That valleys, groves, hills and fields,
Woods or steepy mountains yields.

          -The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
          Christopher Marlowe

3) Her gesture, motion, and her smiles,
Her wit, her voice my heart beguiles,
Beguiles my heart, I know not why,
And yet, I'll love her till I die.

          -There is a lady sweet and kind
          Thomas Ford

 

4) i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling 
                                      i fear

         – i carry your heart with me
          e.e. cummings

5) I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. 
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath, 
Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose, 
I shall but love thee better after death.

          – How Do I Love Thee?
          Elizabeth Barrett Browning

6) I wish I could remember the first day,
First hour, first moment of your meeting me;
If bright or dim the season it might be;
Summer or winter for aught I can say.
So, unrecorded did it slip away,
So blind was i to see and to forsee,
So dull to mark the budding of my tree
That would not blossom, yet, for many a May.          

            - The First Day
            Christina Rossetti
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Flowers of love By Abbe Cutforth — You too can send flowers to a loved one .

My Princess

My princess!
My heart aches at your face
pale,
My heart strings- fragile, moulds bale.
                Droops,
lively blossom-mottled cheek,
                Drips, my sorrow – your Bridal
Veil in bleak.

My princess!
Upon the mirror of my love
sheen,
Twinkles, your glorious beauty preen.
                  Ah!
Entombed into me, your soul,
                  Now, bade me disfigured –
deserted doll.

My princess!
My arms- tender, longs for
you,
Seeks your vision to embrace you.
                  Hold me; I will
cede you my heart’s pulse,
                  I will resuscitate your sleeping
beats convulse.

©-SAMARENDRA PATRA-2011
  Author,
poet-(INDIA)

title-2-Drips, charismatic beads….

Bows, early
dawn’s opalescent sky,
Transient strokes, infinite grace.

        Drips, charismatic beads from on high,
Onto the caravan of veins, slumbering solace.

Rejoices, Splashes of green
tender,
Beads: crystal, reflecting light Prismatic: amber.

          Flakes of dulcet tone, camouflaged slender,
Spout-symphony woven out of air.

      Caressingly,
spreads on Sepal’s palm,
      Dew: beads, slithers, Voyage-sinuous.

            Gleams -At the apex of ladybug’s charm,
                Suspends-
spherical, ecstasy, pearly-gloss.

©-SAMARENDRA PATRA-2011

Author, poet-INDIA

Two gold rings by Gillian and Thomas Sims A dedication to each other for their wedding anniversary

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY  GILLIAN LOVE FROM HUSBAND THOMAS XXXX Eight YEARS

To My Valentine

My love for you is deeper than the deepest ocean known

My love for you is higher than the astronauts have flown

My love for you is wider than the widest sea

My love for you is sweeter than the honey from the bees

My love for you grows stronger every passing day

And in these simple words I am trying to say

That my love for you will past till time is through

For there is a love in my heart for no-one but you

And so I am sending you this Valentine

In the hope that one day you will be mine

Ron Martin

 

Smitten with forbidden love. -YOUR FAVOURITE POEM

Divergent, yet so alike.
We’d never argue, we’d never fight.
I’d take it all, the weird and strange.
I’d give my life to ease her pain.
I cannot read her different mind.
Another like her, you’d never find.
I think she’s amazing, she’ll never find out.
She’s one in a trillion, without a doubt.
She thinks she is normal, just boring and plain.
There’s no one else like her, no one near the same.
If her mind was a book, I’d read it 10 times.
If her voice was a song, I’d replay till I die.
If her life was a movie, I’d laugh, love and cry.
If she’d ever have me, I’d make her be mine.

 Unknown Author

YOUR FAVOURITE POEM

WHAT’S YOUR’S

You are the one

I close my eyes, and I pray that I’ll dream of you
I’m waiting
for a day when I’ll get your point of view
We’re so alike but
we’re different in many ways
Like fairy butterflies wanna go in
opposite gates

You like shopping, I like reading
I ride a bicycle and you drive rental
I’m so visual and you’re into
bridals
We can’t agree on what we wanna do

But out of all
the girls that God and I know
You’re the one that I wanna
show
How my hearts beats when I’m with you
Cause darling
you’re my baby boo

By Lumiere Le Dumpiere

 

A love poem, In French and English hope you enjoy.- The Lost Lovers Poem -YOUR FAVOURITE POEM

Je pense que j’ai finalement traduit de l’anglais vers le français parfaitement!
très dur, mais super boulot moi
Un poème pour envoyer à quelqu’un que vous aimez

C’est ce que j’appelle Les Amants Perdu Poème…..

Je n’ai pas honte de dire ou admettre que c’est vrai.
Je suis un toxicomane mais d’une manière spéciale,
Vous voyez, mon cœur veut juste vous.
I’am un toxicomane à cet amour que je ressens,
depuis le jour où j’ai posé les yeux sur tu que je connaissais.
chaque jour qui se lève mon cœur bat,
et il se demande ce qu’il faut faire.
Votre absence rend mon coeur que vous voulez tu,
et mon corps aspire à votre contact.
L’énergie qui coule dans mes veines,
me donne envie de vous tellement.
Si seulement je pouvais vous tenir,
Et vous avoir à côté de moi.
Peut-être que cette douleur que je ressens à l’intérieur,
allait enfin me libérer libre.
Je t’aime au-delà de tout,
et au-delà des étoiles que je ne peux pas voir.
J’espère juste que tu ressens la même
quand vous dites que vous m’aimez.
Tout ce que je voulais, c’était d’être dans votre cœur demain, hier et aujourd’hui.
et pour nous d’être ensemble et de ne jamais être loin.
J’espérais qu’un jour vous vous rendrez compte,
mon amour pour toi est vrai.
comment vous êtes si parfait à mes yeux.
et comment mon amour pour toi juste grandi.
Il s’agit d’un poème Je voudrais pouvoir vous envoyer.
mais je n’ai jamais reçu votre lettre et je n’avais pas de place pour l’envoyer trop.

translated into English;

—————BELOW————————

I think I finally translated from English to French perfectly!
very hard, but great job me
A poem to send to someone you love

This is what I call The Lost Lovers Poem …..

I’m not ashamed to say or admit that it’s true.
I’m an addict, but in a special way,
You see, my heart just wants you.
I’am an addict to this love that I feel,
since the day I laid eyes on you I knew.
each waking day my heart beats,
and wondered what to do.
Your absence makes my heart want you,
and my body craves your touch.
The energy flowing through my veins,
makes me want you so much.
If only I could hold you,
And have you beside me.
Maybe this pain I feel inside,
would finally release me free.
I love you beyond all
and beyond the stars I can not see.
I just hope you feel the same
when you say you love me.
All I wanted was to be in your heart tomorrow, yesterday and today.
and for us to be together and never be far away.
I hoped that one day you will realize,
My love for you is true.
how you are so perfect in my eyes.
and how my love for you just grew.
This is a poem I wish I could send you.
but I never received your letter and I had no place to send it too.

© tomdavis

YOUR FAVOURITE POEM

SENT IN BY YOU WHAT’S YOUR’S?

A table for two

Candles lit

A table set for two,

Adrenaline flowing

But where are you?

Champagne on ice

Excitement running high,

Time ticks by

Food looking nice,

Pulses racing

Emotions wavering,

Where are you

When I need you most?

The table is set for two

Shall I dismiss you out of my head?

Is our romance really dead?

Wasn’t any of this really true

When you said I love you?

The table was set for two

By Gillian Sims