What is Love: A Poem?
Introduction
Not too long ago a friend of mine asked me to do something. Being a person that never backs down from a request unless absolutely unable to accomplish the task, I started to working on it. The person of whom I'm speaking helped me realize that I could write a poem and I've received a lot of praise from my friends here. I even studied poem structure and so on because I'm partially a nerd, and partially obsessive compulsive. I don't fully understand the intent behind a non rhyming poem because it seems like its not really a poem to me. I have read numerous others poems that didn't rhyme and have liked them, I also received from reading them a message that I interpreted but wasn't sure if it was the right message. I've come to realize that it doesn't matter if what I got from it was right or not. The whole purpose behind them was so I could get what I wanted out of them, not the letter of the poem. I hope that makes sense. Anyway, I wrote this as an introduction to the challenged poem.
Now is the time
For a poem without rhyme
A request by PoetLorraine
so my rhythm I'll attempt to restrain
Though I'm not quite sure
this challenge has a special allure.
This should be fun
I'll do my best
but when I'm done
I'll give my pen a rest.
What is Love: A Poem?
The morning dew glistens upon the grass
The birds chirp their morning songs
The sun warms my skin with a kiss
And a gentle breeze teases my hair
Peaceful
A flower opens itself to the day
A tree dances to an unheard song
A creek babbles a soothing tune
Animals play with sheer delight
Happy
I gently wake to the morning sun
She at my side asks me to stay
I have so much to do
But instead I choose her.
We kiss and tickle and fondle
Then join together in a familiar dance
I know everything will be ok
Because she sets my heart at ease.
Breakfast smells fill the house
A meal fit for a king
We sit and gaze at each other
Completely lost yet where we need to be
Like the tree, we dance
No music but by the rhythm of our hearts
We carousel around the living room
This is like a dream within a dream.
A picnic we decide
Packed we head to the park
And pick out a lovely spot
High on the hill by ourselves
Swans lazily circle the pond
Cicadas sing a song of love
Birds fly and swoop
Entangled in a dance mid air.
The sun sets early today
And the sky turns a lovely hue
We wait for the first star
Then we each make a wish.
Happy forever we want
And as the sky populates
I point to hers
Tears of joy fill her eyes
Life has no better gifts
Than the love of another
A complete surrender of the heart
To the person you have chosen
Our only request made
Is to keep a smile
On our lips
And a rhyme in our voice.
Give every last ounce
To please the one
You choose to be with
Never give in and never give up.
The End
This is obviously for my wife, written for her and about her. This is also for PoetLorraine in response to your challenge. Thank you.
P.S.
I accept challenges at all times, and I will respond unless I am unable to complete it, but I'll give it a go.
© 2010 by Wesley Cox. All rights reserved. Copying without permission is illegal and will be prosecuted.
Comments
Great work, Wes! Keep it up! One day I'm going to challlenge you to write something as well, so I hope you'll be ready my friend. By the way, I'm sure that both you're wife and PoetLorraine are going to enjoy reading this one.
Dohn
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Thanks dohn, I am always ready for a challenge. I hope you're right, again thanks for visiting.
Wonderfully written...I am impressed. Now I challenge you to write about poem in a story telling structure, and write it in the third person. I am working on one myself....You said you accept any challenges. So lets see...I know you will do great!
poor you everyone is challenging you...... i am absolutely delighted with this... i told you before you are a natural...
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Pachuca: Thank you for your praise.
A poetic story about Wes,
seems like an interesting test
not able to use words like I
Wes doesn't know but will try.
Is this what you mean, granted of course this isn't the product of your challenge but a test piece to see if this is what you mean. If so I'll get started on it immediately.
PoetLorraine: Challenge and trials is what makes us better people right? I am glad that this has delivered on your request and you are satisfied with the results. I'm not sure about the natural part though thank you.
Wes,you really are a natural and have great talent! This was absolutely wonderful and so sweet. Great job!
Hey your moving right along son. Good job. I might add that some adjectives interspersed in them helps a great deal. The sun sets; The weary sun sets. . . Thanks son for accepting the challenge, CC
HI yesterday i had very little access to the computer,as i am still staying at my sons house in Florida. We fly home tomorrow.o
I have read your work again, and love it.... Here in Florida there are trees absolutely everywhere, and i have become a little obsessed with their shapes and sizes. The tree opposite this house, unlike other trees around here, has very few leaves, and it looks like their is a mans head in the middle of it, and his right leg is poised to start running, all the branches become his arms...... i wish i could paint it,
So when i came back to your poem was really intrigued by your tree and wonder just how many people are inspired by the tree...... i am surely going to do some research about trees when i get home.
Have you seen the film Bright Star. It is about John Keats, the poet. I think it is the kind of film, you need to be alone to watch as every word is relevant. He tries to give his girlfriend some lessons in poetry. I found his words in that particular part of the film extremely useful. I had to watch it three times to really get everything out of it i wanted to get. I think you will benefit from watching it.
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Rls: thank you so much. Your statements mean a lot to me and I appreciate your sentiments.
Ralwus: Thank you for the advice, I will definately take it into account and utilize it when appropriate. Thanks for everything.
PoetLorraine: Yes trees are absolutely majestic in their scope and purpose. I have not watched Bright Star, I don't think I've ever heard of Keats, is he an old poet or new one? Again thank you.
Another great piece Wesley, very beautiful 'cicadas sing a song of love' what a great line! :)
Beautiful poem, Wesley! :) Great to see you back to hubs.. The lovely tone of this piece is soo soothing. Congrats too on 100 hubs :)
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Wrenfrost: Thank you so much. I like that line too. I hear cicadas singing all the time and thought it fitting.
Invictus: Thank you as well. I am glad it achieved a calming effect for you, and thanks for the congrats on 100.
Keats is an dead poet, his work is wonderful, the film is new.
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Ok, cool I'll see what I can learn of his works. Thanks again.
Your wife must love this
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Yes she does Ethel. Thank you
Just passing by..."like the tree we dance".
This is a unique piece bro.
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Rossimobis: Thank you for stopping in for a read of my poem and I am glad that you enjoyed it to leave me such a nice comment. Take care.
Nice segue to breakfast :)
I enjoyed this very much. Thank you
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Hey Jess, thanks for the comment and I am glad you liked it.
Wow, so moving!
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Thank you Houa Lor, I appreciate the comments
Thanks so much for the beautiful poem - I look forward to reading more.
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Alison, you are welcome and thank you for reading my poetry. Take care.
..how inspiring!...a great love poem! One of the reasons why it's good to be a human being--- we can experience the joy of love..^.^ thank you sir for this beautiful piece! ^.^
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Pinkhawk: Thank you for reading this and enjoying it. Yes love is a grand thing.
my favourite parts are "Completely lost yet where we need to be" and that "life has no better gifts then the love of another".
I just wonder - and this I ask you - have you ever found love to be... scary? I don't think I mean within a marriage either because things are different and you've both officially declared your love for another.
So before you were married was it ever frightening for you? I'm just finding that when you choose to love, it tends to make one vulnerable, and things can get very confusing after that.
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Davorunner: Thank you for reading my poem and am glad that you like it. As far as finding love to be scary I would have to say not really. The fear of the unknown can be scary but is in no way frightening when it comes to love because love is the greatest gift of all. I hope this helps.
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