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Ruth Grattan (hoot_owl_m), one of our
distinguished members, who has a fine reputation for delivering fantastic poetry in style
and grace, offers this very romantic poem. She tells me the idea for this poem came from a
challenge to write of a lake, but that the thoughts of the dream of love came instead. I believe Ruth has captured what sometimes stays with us long after the
physical feelings of love are gone, those dream-like states that we find ourselves in.
In The Tides of My
Dreams
by Ruth Grattan (hoot_owl_m) |
The ripples crash upon the shore
In tender kisses, nothing more
Each wave in gentle cadence rings
As in my sleep, my true love sings
I feel him now, here by the lake
As from my dreams, I slowly wake
His words, how soft, they call to me
Here on the shore of endless sea
Wake me not tonight my love
In quiet whispers from above
Just hold me close inside your mind
Leave the pain of past behind
Meet me in my dreams tonight
Then pull me close by morning light |
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Mark Bohannan tells me he wrote this for Butterflies-don't cry to
express his love for her. I feel it shows a great deal of originality and creativity and I
wanted to include it in with the other fine poems. Thank you, Mark, for a breathtaking
look of color and how it is shown in love.
Balloons of the Heart
by Mark Bohannan |
So if
it were
a balloon of
love that was
bestowed upon
you...... with the heart of.....my
essence....and the heart of..my soul
Then would you feel the lightness from
all that I would say or see the beauty of my
words as only.. ..a mere bit ..of temptation
floating...in... ..the air. If. ..this would be
the sign for which you so desperately
seek then would you take it's color
in the way that they were...meant?
Love ..comes in many...colors
as.. ....does the passing.. of
the yesterdays.
So in these
balloons
please
find
my
H
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Marge Tindal, one of our best, tells me she was driving one day and
saw a fire truck! Well, Marge, I hope you pulled over for this one! She wrote a few words
and came up with this wonderful poem about the passion of love. I believe it's a
four-alarm poem! Thank you, Marge.
Lay Me Down
by Marge Tindal |
Lay me down one more time
in fields of passion and desire
Stir me with the heat of you
Come on baby, light my fire!
Whisper to me of fantasy
on satin sheets of ivory-tinge
Hold me in the reality of knowing
the fire of passion's singe
Fan the flames to raging
from the glowing red hot embers
When the fire burns out of control
Quench me with remember
In the ecstasy of the moment
call out my name in desire
Flames will light up the night
as you take me
higher - higher - higher
Passion spent with pleasure
let me fall gently beside you
Wrap your arms around me close
Oh, babe ... the passion that you do ! |
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Sven tells me this poem, Flying Without Wings.#2 is based on a song
performed by the vocal group, Westlife. Once hearing the song, he was so taken with it
that he wrote his poem and delivered it in lyrically tones giving the readers the feeling
of flying without wings and opening our arms to it, which is another wonderful way of
expressing love.
Flying Without
Wings #2
by Sven |
My heart knows that you're the reason why
All I had to do
was close my eyes and believe
My love, I've never felt so free
Never thought I'd make it here alone
It's because of all the love you've shown
You're the only one
that can make me feel this way
With you, I can see a new day
Now that you're here with me my love
We're soaring here so high above
Together our love
can take our hearts so far
There will always be love wherever we are
Together we'll see the things
That only love can bring
We're flying without wings |
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I was particularly taken with this poem, written by Jenn E, because
of the honesty and sincerity expressed of meeting someone new. That's really what love is
all about isn't it?
Love United -
First Meeting
by Jenn E. |
All this talk about electronic love
has made me stop and reminisce
of all the things that happened
that led to true loves kiss
Words just started flowing
from one into the other
I felt as if I knew him
in one world or another
Then I finally heard it
his voice across the line
in awe of how he sounded
felt a shiver down my spine
We talked for endless hours
on into the night
I never talked like that before
God…it felt so right
I still had never seen him
had no physical of his being
we exchanged simple pictures
could not believe what we were seeing
My eyes could not leave him
although only on my screen
so beautiful in every way
like no man I had ever seen
My beauty captured him also
like no woman he had seen
as if we both had come to life
from each others dreams
We knew we had to meet
How and When and Where?
driving he said…three weeks
I'll be coming there
Twenty hours to see me
this was the final moment
my palms started sweating
my stomach was in torment
I was pacing here and pacing there
talking on the phone
Oh my god...he's ummmmmm, here
I, I, really gotta go...
I looked up and he was grinning
calmly leaning against my door
we were both a little nervous as
we hadn't seen each other before
slowly I walked over
and our eyes finally met
nervousness went out the door
as fast as it was sent
We held each other tightly
breathing each other in
just getting closer and closer
skin finally upon skin
We pulled apart slowly
eyes lost in each other
lips finally touching
hearts filled with wonder
Tongues touched
worlds collided
we knew then
our love united
Three months since I've seen him
and I won't see him till November
I know the day he gets off the plane
will be a day we'll both remember… |
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