The Mood For Love...... Let's Write A Poem Together,

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   poetlorraineposted 14 years ago

   He handed me a beautiful rose bud,
   His face as red as the rose itself........
   I know he had been embarrased purchase it
   It meant so much,
   I would watch the rose,
   Slowly open.....

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      Mentalist acerposted 14 years agoin reply to this

      With my smile his redness softend. Knowing that just a word could lead to romance or a thud.

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   seasoningposted 14 years ago

   Not much of a romantic,
   A kind warm hearted man,
   The bow around the rose,
   Was as beautiful as the rose itself,
   So young, tender, both the rose,
   And the man........

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      Mentalist acerposted 14 years agoin reply to this

      Being kind and warmhearted can be considered romantic.

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   poetlorraineposted 14 years ago

   Together, we looked for a vase,
   Worthy of such a rose,
   A token of his love,
   For a special one was needed,
   On this occasion.

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   seasoningposted 14 years ago

   Far away in another land,
   She was waiting to give her gift
   The right moment had not arrived,
   She had bought him...
   A beautiful gift.

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   poetlorraineposted 14 years ago

   soon will be the season
   to wine and dine your partners,
   Let's practice the art of poetry,
   to put inside the card to your loved ones.

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   seasoningposted 14 years ago

   walking along the beach,
   Alone,
   Thinking of you........

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   Cris Aposted 14 years ago

   ...and the bud that before my
   eyes became a rose. it was so
   long ago and far away, no more
   an image but a scent lingering
   between sun and moon, sea and
   sand, inconsolable tears fall

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   lyricsingrayposted 14 years ago

   in her memory
   as i have never
   loved another as her
   what will comport me
   now that she lives in the waves

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   seasoningposted 14 years ago

   the rose, the cause of the tears,
   footprints on the sand,
   memories of a hand....
   Scent now diminishing,
   Let us walk on........

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      Red_Dragonposted 14 years agoin reply to this

      to a place that is long gone,
      then I let out a yawn,
      The past and present,
      in a place that is resident...............

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    hamstersmessiahposted 14 years ago

    along the forgotten strands of lover's lullabies
    softly exchanging sighs
    and wondering how this rose
    destroyed our alibis

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    seasoningposted 14 years ago

    the thorns on the rose,
      now removed,
      We walk hand in hand
      Remembering the words
      From so long ago

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       hamstersmessiahposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       our promise to each other
       now at last fulfilled
       our steps are sure
       hearts beating in syncopated ecstasy
       of what our love has willed

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    cupid51posted 14 years ago

    Our lives are the roses
    And loves are the petals,
    And life blossoms,
    When the love settles.

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    Hokeyposted 14 years ago

    alas a petal has fallen of it's own accord
    the whisper of the wind the only reminder
    once again I am caught reveling in the past
    a single petal to accuse me

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    seasoningposted 14 years ago

    petals now falling everywhere,
    A reminder of the past,
    Of what could have been,
    accusations in the air,
    Words in the wind

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    kbowlingtigerposted 14 years ago

    so true, but I choose not to dwell on the past....

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    theirishobserver.posted 14 years ago

    Making haste, I went fast
    Never seen, the year go past
    We had some fun, a real blast
    Valentines soon, alast

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    cupid51posted 14 years ago

    How many valentines?
    I can't say,
    The rose I give,
    Doesn't last a day!

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    Laura du Toitposted 14 years ago

    and as the years slip slowly through my hands
    i trace your face often in the soft white sands
    but wonder if the memory is more what i want you to be
    and less of what you were in reality
    and here i offer my rose to the memory of you
    and pray that one day we can start anew
    with you being just who you are
    without memories faded by distances far
    no longer feeling the need to trace your face in the sand
    i will trace your face with the touch of my hand

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    Laura du Toitposted 14 years ago

    the rose may symbolize the beauty of love
    but if it wilted as quickly what would we have?
    just another faded memory lost in the sands
    would we ever be able to keep holding hands?
    
    give me a tree that will last through the years
    so we can measure our love, our laughter our tears
    it can reflect the passage of time spent together
    symbolizing a love that will keep growing forever
    
    our grandchildren can find comfort under our tree
    and learn that the most precious in life is free
    it comes to those who take the time to share
    it comes to those who truly and deeply care.

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    Laura du Toitposted 14 years ago

    I never noticed or documented the time or the place
    When I stopped seeing anything else but your face
    each time my mind wanders from conversations with others
    not differentiating between friends, family or lovers
    
    I see you in empty rooms and at an over-crowded show
    At bus stops, in hallways – wherever I go
    I whisper your name but you don’t seem to hear
    I call out in my sleep – but I know you’re not near
    
    The conversations we had I replay over and over again
    Trying to relive the happiness and drown out the pain
    I keep telling myself what a fool I have been
    But I cannot block out what my heart has seen
    
    So I live in a world where your face takes precedence
    Over everything else that seems to make sense
    And I wonder if you ever call out my name
    And when closing your eyes do you play the same game
    
    Or have you long forgotten the “we” that once was
    Made way for real people or replaced just because
    Love has a natural course that it follows
    And once its over there will be no tomorrows
    
    And someday I’ll close my eyes and you’ll be gone
    But until then the memories linger on
    And your face is with me wherever I go
    But your body and soul left a long time ago.

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    Laura du Toitposted 14 years ago

    has nobody else felt the need to write
    or do you all prefer to fight
    love is so personal but just add a line or too
    tell us what love really means to you

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       china manposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       like an old wrinkly sack
       full of wrinkly old words of love
       I would happily put down my word swords
       and write an ode to my far away love
       but you have to wait cos she's just got back

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    Laura du Toitposted 14 years ago

    if i made a hub with poems of love
    basically the same as the ones above
    would you read them or are they just plain bad
    your honest opinion would make me glad

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       cupid51posted 14 years agoin reply to this

       If you really make that hub,
       I will read the poem of love,
       But I am a little confused,
       How other's lines will be used?

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    I*n*v*i*c*t*u*sposted 14 years ago

    Feel the essence
    close your eyes
    take a deep breath
    release your cries

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    alexandriaruthkposted 14 years ago

    Feel the moment
    The moment of love
    Full of bliss
    In your arms
    I will not amiss

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    I*n*v*i*c*t*u*sposted 14 years ago

    In the night
    The winds incase me
    Thoughts of you
    Foreve embrace me

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    poetlorraineposted 14 years ago

    deep breaths taken
      tears now shed
      roses  bllooming
    
      i just cannot think of anything that rhymes with shed can you?

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    seasoningposted 14 years ago

    the rose now blooming,
    the thorns dig deep,
    the memory of you,
    forever i will keep.

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    Miss Takeposted 14 years ago

    the lover,
    the rose,
    the sea
    the sand,
    we were walking together hand in hand........
    talking of memories,
    the future...
    the sea...
    I am beginning to wonder,
    has your heart been set free?????

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    seasoningposted 14 years ago

    my heart will never be free,
    It is roaming around,
    through the air,
    cross the sea,
    looking and listening,
    and feeling your pleasure,
    My heart with your heart,
    Moments to treasure.....

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    china manposted 14 years ago

    Oh - I didn't read the post idea!  sorry I will come back and do it again when, and if, we wake up today.

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    Miss Takeposted 14 years ago

    greetings from all corners of the earth,
    poetry forming,
    a chance to communicate,
    as a community,
    I likes it

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