A Tasteful Love Poem........ A Rose

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   poetlorraineposted 13 years ago

   Join in please,
   
       The petals of my rose,
       Are opening slowly,
       A new era dawning...
       A creative adventure
       Please share in this
       As the gentle rain,
       Leaves it's tear drops behind
       On the red rose of memory...

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   poetlorraineposted 13 years ago

   An artist takes out his palette.
         Begins to mix his colours,
         The sun hides behind the clouds,
         Birds fill the sky....
         Their sound of contentment
         Creating the perfect atmosphere....

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   poetlorraineposted 13 years ago

   The artist.....
   soaks in the atmosphere around him
   Longing for another human
   To walk into his world,
   And inspire, the first stroke
   Of the morning...
   He lays out his brushes,
   In order of size,
   Strokes the tip of each brush,
   Lovingly........

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   Laura du Toitposted 13 years ago

   remembering every line of her face
   her exceptional beauty and amazing grace
   she would fill his heart to the brim
   when she lovingly gazed up at him
   she could make anywhere a happy place
   she held a magical spell in her face
   and he knew his brushes could bring her to life
   as he slowly and lovingly recreated his wife.

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   Poppa Bluesposted 13 years ago

   So as the sun rises
   The rose petals open
   Spreading their arms
   An invitation to a warm embrace
   The scent of her perfume
   Calls to the honey bee
   He lights upon her petals
   Now adorned in the morning dew
   He probes her center
   and drinks her nectar
   Sated he flies back
   to his hive
   to share his love
   and his longing
   for the rose.

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   poetlorraineposted 13 years ago

   The day drifts slowly by.....
   The rose now almost fully opened,
   The perfume of his loved one,
   still in the air,
   A colourful butterfly
   Sits on the end of his brush,
   To his delight

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   Laura du Toitposted 13 years ago

   he needed to capture the woman and child
   the caring, the loving and even the wild
   for there were so many facets to this rose
   should her fragile petals be open or should they be closed
   
   open symbolized her heart and her mind
   closed embraced her love of mankind
   mixing the colors with infinite care
   the perfect shade for her long golden hair

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   poetlorraineposted 13 years ago

   his pencil he now takes from his bag,
   An eraser should he not quite draw
   The rose, the thorns, the petals,
   To his liking,
   Or should the sun move
   It's direction.....
   He sips his drink.....
   Looks at his work of art so far
   He is far from pleased as yet

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   Laura du Toitposted 13 years ago

   has he lost his touch
   or has the memory faded
   to what he wants her to be
   or does he want to keep
   her all to himself
   a magic only he can see
   he waits drinking in the last of the sun
   knowing when its over they will be one

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    poetlorraineposted 13 years ago

    The lady of his dreams,
    In his memory...
    He takes out a picture of her,
    Takes in a deep breath
    Admires the butterfly,
    Now, hovering over the flowers
    His lady planted,
    She who came along
    Just at the right time
    With a short brush stroke,
    He touches the canvas once more
    Smiling now of his memory

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    poetlorraineposted 13 years ago

    A rainbow appears in the sky,
    The sun out, the rain falling
    In diaganol lines
    The artist, still sitting
    Gazing at his canvas
    Now with pleasure

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    poetlorraineposted 13 years ago

    Honey bee, butterfly, man
    Canvass photograph,
    Brushes, colours
    memories
    Shortage of humans...
    No problem for him

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    manlypoetrymanposted 13 years ago

    Oh...to be this much in love with her always
    Fondness of great memories shared on many days.
    Love that has grown apart...and back again,
    Love that has counted her a blessing...counted her a friend.
    Silly Romantic notions fly high out of reach,
    Slowly...Carefully...a new embrace for each.
    With the dawn of another day that keeps on movin'
    I see...these two ol' lovers...haven't lost their groovin'!

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       poetlorraineposted 13 years agoin reply to this

       
       
       thanks for your input

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       poetlorraineposted 13 years agoin reply to this

       over and out

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          manlypoetrymanposted 13 years agoin reply to this

          Not necessarily, my dear poet lorraine...Although I see where you would get that. The first sentences actually speak of love  coming back again...! Very fun of you to take a look at this one a little closer...that's the mark of a gifted poetess
          Thanks for mentioning it in a quote box!

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             poetlorraineposted 13 years agoin reply to this

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       poetlorraineposted 13 years agoin reply to this

       Forever will they be
       Connected
       Though more in mind and spirit
       A communicating force
       An Aspect of love
       A dimention
       No ordinary love

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          manlypoetrymanposted 13 years agoin reply to this

          Great stuff!

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    wesleycoxposted 13 years ago

    I wrote one a couple of days ago so I'm all poemed out but you can read it here http://hubpages.com/hub/wintry-night

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    poetlorraineposted 13 years ago

    wonderful i cannot believe, i could not be so explicit,,,, far too shy.... you did a wonderful job bravo, well done...... you are a lovely person wesleycox....

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    wesleycoxposted 13 years ago

    Thank you so much, here just for you
    
    Roses are red
    Poet Lorraine is cool
    I know this is short
    but it'll have to do.

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       poetlorraineposted 13 years agoin reply to this

       it is perfect, i will write it down and treasure it always thankyou xx

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    manlypoetrymanposted 13 years ago

    Let's hear some more from you...you better at this "Love" poem stuff...than I am!

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    Flightkeeperposted 13 years ago

    Wish I could do poetry.  But I don't have much patience

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       poetlorraineposted 13 years agoin reply to this

       just try adding a few lines, we love newbies joining in

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    Flightkeeperposted 13 years ago

    Aaagh. I can't. It sounds floopy and trite. I'll join it when I can.
    
    Thanks.

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       poetlorraineposted 13 years agoin reply to this

       o.k. no probs, nice to see you, i have no poetry left in me today anyway

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