Valentine's Day Competition 2022
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Our 2022 Winning Entry is....
You are my roots
You are my branches
You are my twigs;
I will be your buds,
your blossom and
But I would be nothing without your soil.
Our entries for 2022...
It's easy, loving you
It feels like when you move to catch something as it falls
It's built into the gap between my soul and teeth
It's looking at the sky and feeling watched and feeling fragile and small
But in your eyes I feel like I fill the very space in every speck of gold in your eyes.
With the smell, touch and taste of you I bloom like a rose afraid of its own thorns
And as the night breeze sways me
I grab your fingers
Curl them into mine
And let out a shaken breath
into that sparkling sky
Red Roses on the Breeze
My heart gives voice this lonely night
To words my lips can't say,
Then calls out to the midnight breeze
To lift them on their way.
Above the trees and fields they fly,
Arriving from above,
To fall upon my Valentine
And fill her dreams with love.
I know every inch of you
I close my eyes and see every nuance
Smell you even when I'm long away from you
With beauty that permeates my pores
Your needs deplete me
I dream of being with you when I regain my energy
I share my innermost thoughts while basking in your fertility
You are my serenity and safe space
I try to tame you but your beautiful wildness always prevails
With resiliency that knows no bounds
Your adaptability, a lesson for all
I will always need you more than you need me
You will go on long after I'm gone
When I lose my senses the imprint will remain
I'll see your vibrancy
Smell the myriad of fragrances,
Feel your texture,
Hear the others that inhabit your your domain,
And taste your fruit
Thank you beloved garden for gracing me with your beauty,
your life lessons and hours of joy and awe.
My love is like a red ,red rose
He really is the best
We love to snuggle up in bed
And cuddle up and rest.
He greets me every morning
With a lovely smiling face
We never have a cross word
His demeanour's always ace
I love to make him tasty meals
He gobbles up the lot
And always asks for seconds
The chubby little pot
He really is my valentine
My best friend and all that
If you havent guessed already
His name's,Snoopy,he's my cat!
My Sweetest Gift
You have always calmed my fears,
You have wiped away my tears.
You brighten up my day,
By the kind words that you say.
You build me up when I am down,
You are so much fun to have around.
You can always make me smile,
I forget my worries for a little while.
Loving you will be my fate,
You will always be my soulmate.
You are the reason that I live,
All my love to you I give.
Here sit I,
A grass-stained goose
Outside the window
Of your hoose
I will honk
Until you wake up
Let's have a picnic
Squash in your cup
I didn't bring much
We might have to steal
But the most important part
Is us sharing a meal
Faith De Young
Love—a meaning that was previously undiscovered until your name caught in my throat
Kiss—a sword between lips that could make oceans quake and bodies rise
Heart—the equivalent of a hammer trying to escape my chest, my mind
Red—my blurred vision at the first sight of my own sun, my strength, my fun
Candy—sweet without the sickness, makes memories out of the ordinary
February—a chill that whistles, “hey stranger”
Like seeds on the breeze
we are regaining our freedom
Bit by bit we are unfurling our leaves
and reaching for the sun once more
Like vines we entwine and grow together
Nurturing one another,
feeding each others souls
Let's reach for the stars and do it together
As everything feels better with our soul mate......
and that's you.
I died pure. I died free. I died untouched.
Well, only one soul was close enough to touch mine.
The closer it got, the more it stung.
I drove myself insane, until i burst
and scattered my pieces into the stars.
There's a thin line between love and pain.
Don't fall into its trap.
This is why I died,
pure and free.
A Husbands Love
By M. Karolia
My love for you is silent
Yet found in the sunrise I awake you to see.
It is in my gaze when you walk close to me,
The flutter as my heart syncs with yours, to beat
My love for you switches off phones and leaves them in the hall
Surprises you with a ticket to watch football
Buys you sunflowers 'cos you don't like roses
Lets you cry on my shoulder when your team loses
It is my hand as I play with your fingers to feel your touch
Or when I await, wide awake, missing you so much;
It is there when I show I need you, to be with you
Through our life as we continue...
My love for you is silent
Because I love you would not be enough.
You are the clearest silence I happened upon,
For you are my life, my love.
Always I think of people as trees, myself
as a 'Winter Beauty', love child of Red Delicious
and rock star status Russian winter apple:
genes gifting me sweet/sour juice
-that Life steadiness that will be
my lover's sturdy pillar for all eternity.
My branches, weighty with passion, ache
only for you, whom I see as a mighty oak
with deep tap roots of empathy.
Did you spy me dance in flurry, in defiance
of spring frost, and saw my endurance?
This Valentine's Day, I promise you autumnal
fruit juicy with real love, and that never will I be
a cruel lure like that first one in Eden.
Valentine, if your leaves brush my skin,
our love story will begin. Draw near, and in
sweet/sour of my fruit you will see how vain
is too-flattered rose, and in loving me
all your woes will be but scattered shadows.
...a fragile kite swaying in the breeze
leaves that flutter among whispering trees
as sure as the dawning of each day
joyous as innocent children at play
the two of us dancing in the rain
our stolen kisses in lovers' lane
sweet nothings you whisper in my ear
the first time you ever called me 'dear'
the steady beat of birds wings in flight
your strong arms around me in the night
your sweet mouth that opens under mine
fresh as a grape plucked straight from the vine
in the silence after passion's spent
knowing without words what each other meant
spring sunshine, the garden in full bloom
fresh flowers whose fragrance fills the room
the smile that plays around your ruby lips
the breathless sound of unzipping zips
holding hands while walking on the shore
love is all these things, and so much more
Today I smiled and nodded at my boss, trying not to swear
Forever longing to throw my stapler at his face
When I got home, you were there
Today I told a stranger to go **** themselves, garnished with a glare
You know how I get when people forget their manners
When I got home, you were there
Today I succumbed to fried doughnuts again, I didn’t even share
I know I said I wouldn’t, they’re my fourth lot this week
When I got home, you were there
Today I felt ill again and watched the Lord of the Rings Trilogy in my lair
I know I said I’d look after myself better and that we’d watch it together this time
When you get home, I’m there
Though I‘m profusely apologetic, you genuinely don’t care
We’re both happy you are home
Happy together here, together there, together anywhere.
I could have kept them all to myself
Eating each piece on my own,
Slowly, savouring every delicious moment.
Instead, our lifetime of sharing began,
The good and bad, dark, white and milky days
When I opened that black and gold box.
Shiny, red foil encased the treasures within,
The rich, sweet aroma teased our taste buds
As we breathed in that tantalising aroma.
I carefully unwrapped a ruby cabochon
You reluctantly took one too.
Relishing a shared melting moment
As two delicious chocolate hearts
Finally dissolved and disappeared.
The start of a love affair
Of sharing our chocolate hearts.
We rationed that box
Tasting them together until every
Chocolate heart had melted into memories.
And while you stole my heart, forever,
Chocolate stained lips melted into chocolate kisses.
At each anniversary we still indulge
In our melted memories and savour
Each new memory of delicious chocolate hearts.
I watch you read, as daylight dies
Your sweet bent head, the half shut eyes
The silence hovering like a dove
And wonder what is meant by love.
No sighing, dying, destructive ache
No overwhelming sad heartbreak
Just joined by cord that ties and binds
Two kindred spirits, a meet of minds
A joy of sharing only thoughts
A telepathic bond of sorts
No words required and yet all knowing
Natural kindness, being, growing
No hurricane, just gentle breeze
No passion flames but sense of ease
If this is love, it's quiet and freeing.
Together, oneness, simply being
As I sat down by candlelight, celebrating on this day on love, I remembered you, your memory, flashed in my memory and they stay, for an eternity. My dear first crush, you were beautiful and perfect. I never told you how I felt and that you ruled my world, but falling in love and having that premature love, is and was and will be wonderful.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
But not as sweet as you
I have a crush,a crush on you
Be my Valentine,be my sweetheart.
Love me dear
Love me true
I only have eyes for you.
We met in the March of two thousand and nine, You walked into the pub looking smart and so fine.
I got butterflies, started giggling and my knees went weak, what must you had been thinking? “My god, she’s a freak!”.
But no, you didn’t, we spent the whole night cracking jokes, then got rudely interrupted by the landlord shouting “That’s all folks!”.
Almost 13 years later and you are still by my side, all I can say is it’s been a hell of a ride.
We’re married now and have 3 boys of our own, and as each year passes our love has just grown.
You’re my lover, my soulmate, my husband, my life and I cherish the day I became your wife.
Love's Labour's Lost & Won
Through all the seasons of our lives We've sown and nurtured, Enjoyed the birds and bees, Harvesting riches in colourful riots of joy.
Love's seen us plant in this bed or that Our garden favourites: sunflowers, Calendula, the humble nasturtium, Camellias, fuschias, a dainty Star Magnolia, Willows, teasel, apple, pear and plum, Courgette and dill, thyme creeping soft Scented, edible, glorious FUN.
As Time's moved on, Love's labour's have repaid us manyfold; Our faithful dog no longer sun-stretches among the sprawling rosemary
And our son will fully fledge the nest in Spring Yet we are richer for the memories Turning softly in the simple weathervane of Boy and dog ; This garden will give comfort and solace Till our own seasons change no more from Winter to Spring.
Valentine's Night Out
I'm staggered by the opulent
vastness of the room
with it's crystal chandeliers, marble columns,
and tall silk flowers in feathery white bloom.
"Please come this way,"
gestures a young waitress
all dressed in black and white.
Her ponytail swings from side to side,
as we walk through a feast of light.
"May I have this dance?" you ask.
I jump, I'd forgotten you were there.
Your eyes are like two spangles
beneath a fringe of oily hair.
I'm dazzled by your elegance as you spin
me round the room. The man
behind the piano bursts a red balloon!
The band plays 'My Funny Valentine'
and someone hums the tune.
Time slips away too quickly
as we sweep the empty floor,
with no more of an audience
than a blue bottle at the door!
It was then that I remembered
There were gasps and squeals
from the crowd of one sheep and two twins
as I wrestled Tilley to the floor
following a brief and unexpected rodeo
Upended, unwell, but now relaxed
With our young apprentices whispering
kindnesses in her ear
She lay, hooves akimbo, ready for scrubbing
and it was then that I remembered
How much I cherish you
More than you will ever know
but especially when you're cleaning a dirty sheep's ass
on a dull and windy October day
with your bright yellow marigolds and a bowl of warm water
grimace and smile as one
you faced the rear end of a poorly girl
and had never looked so beautiful to me
Under the Bonnet: A Valentine
Here is my heart,
It squeezes gore
from side to side.
It flexes its fist
in fitful bursts,
thumping its beat
against the walls.
It may slow down
but never stall.
at your call.
Here are the tubes,
the ins and outs,
the valves to stop
a flow reverse,
the cords to keep
the muscles taut,
the rooms to store
the blood that's caught.
For what it's worth,
it's now all yours,
to fully service
- if not adore!
He's a wonderful provider
My calm in a storm
Has lasted 35 years
And still going strong!
Love you Malcolm xx
Walking by with some alarm
I felt an arrow pierce my arm
This I felt was rather stupid
In fact I had been shot by Cupid.
Why he picked me I can't say
Perhaps it was a ricochet.
Then before me stood a girl.
Who set my senses in a whirl.
Whether accident or design
I had found my Valentine.
Valentines day always found me aquiver
Ring with no feather in my cap only envy
at handsome man drakes with bucks,
who could bank on "hot chicks" willingly
aligned in arrow emitting clucks
fluffing their respective tail feathers amidst
loud squawking out quacking
establishing pecking order like ducks,
or any other foxy fowl billetted
within walled din noisy hen house
preening, each be solder self flux
sing wings and waddling, flirting, casting...
webbed wide good lucks
at the growing flock
including male friends relatives,
minus yours truly, whose presence,
would merely generate a yawn,
though even a distinct black swan
received royal carpet treatment
particularly one named Shawn
encompassing another honorable guest
with illustrious surname Rawn
guests underwritten by Cupid,
whose presence surreptitiously withdrawn
(invitations distributed widely explained,
just beak cuz gerrymandering redrawn)
even provoking deer interest
of stray doe eyed fawn
hence lacking bravado and brawn.
My Love for you is Zesty
It’s like a lemon tree
Full of sun and health and bounce
For all the world to see.
My love for you is Zingy
Just like a tree of lime
Full of life and strength and grace
That stands the test of time.
My love for you is Lovely
Just like a fragrant roseFr
Sweet and happy, full of joy
It grows and grows and grows.
I’d love to send you beauty:
A rose, a bush , a tree
It’s time to contact Tree2mydoor
And send gifts ,with love, from me.
Sushant Kumar Gupta
Should I tell her or not?
Should I tell her or not?
If I talk her I go lost,
Her heart is like a child,
So positive and mild.
Some time she tells every thing out,
And sometimes not a word to shout,
She talks about places she want to go,
And you will also like to, part of that show.
We talk about lot of topics,
Exam, adventure, sports and politics,
She loves the nature too,
Perfect in her way and understandable too.
I want to ask her but I fear though,
What if she don't want to... come close,
She never gives you a hint at your face,
And she will keep you, her to chase.
So I let it be a open secret,
And let her to crack it,
That the person talking to you next,
Is writing poems for his love-mate.
When you are far away from me l am afraid of losing you,When you are close l am afraid of losing myself into you.
Your eyes sinks me deep into my thoughts and l tend to lose my words when l look at them.
I taken by your smile and broken at a mile for l know l am away for a while
You acknowledge me to learn and you have stolen my heart what a nuisance.
I am afraid of losing you but as far as l go l am afraid of seeing you in pain.You are sweet when you smile and beautiful when you are angry, what are you? ....an angel.
I am crazy around people but chilled around you ...you make me weak.
My mind applauses when my heart decides to love but pauses in your eyes,what are they made of....stars.
I am shuttered by your tears but what is heard by my ears is music when you cry.
Suddenly dawn comes what a beautiful day just like the beauty in you
I am just a poet looking for
If I could shrink heaven,
Balance it on
An infinite thread
With a pearl,
Make the tree catch the
Your heart until it
Absorbs the earth.
I first found you
At the confluence of two
Rivers of clouds,
Your beauty and
Spirit perfectly balanced,
Two wind horses
Danced. Your hair blowing
Uplift of swans.
Roses are Red ❤️
Violets are Blue 💙
Sugar is Sweet 🍬
And so are u 🥳
I wish I could say it was love at first sight, but that would be lying and that isn’t right. We met whilst at work but were too nervous to say even say hello, but eventually we became good friends and our friendship did truly grow. From conversations about football to advice about cars and work, we could talk for hours on end without driving each other berserk. Mark holds a special place in my heart, he always has done right from the start. With his unique sense of humour and perfection right there, to gestures of kindness to show that he really does care. I really am proud of what he has managed to achieve, he always does his best and does more than I can barely believe. I love how he always puts other people first, his wonderful nature makes me so happy that I could burst.
Before we met my mind was sad
A deep dark mist had got be bad
Every day a struggle to get out of bed
Negative thoughts often in my head
The day we met I remember well
Pubs last orders they rang the bell
You walked me home you held my hand
I was transported to another land
A place of hope a place of fun
Dates and excitement had just begun
Mornings were bright nights had meaning
I’d never felt such a loving feeling
Love has blossomed and It is true
I’ve found the real me by finding you
You show me kindness and strength and support
Those dark days are gone I’m pleased to report
So valentine I want you to know
Not only did you help me grow
You showed me that life is for living
Darling my love to you I will forever be giving
Love should never be a prison
Let it breathe, grow, envelope caress
Wrap itself around you
Inside and out.
Love should never hurt it should not cause pain
Let it free you from insecurities
Light you up keep you warm
Give you confidence to soar high and free.
Love should not die
Allow it to live forever to give you wings
That carry you forever in the knowledge
That love is a gift.
You were my first love, but then you went away.
My heart was torn in pieces, when you left that day.
We lived our own lives, and went our separate ways.
I wondered what became of you, and how you spent your days.
Thirty or so years went by, we both had families.
And then one day we reconnected, through social media technologies.
We chatted lots and reminisced, about the times we had.
When you were just a slip of a girl, and I a mere young lad.
We decided to meet up, although nervous and quite scared.
You still had your golden locks, whilst I was now grey haired.
We laughed and joked a lot, we hugged and even kissed.
The flame began to burn again, for the love that we had missed.
Now two years later on, through lockdown we endured.
And every single day, I felt my heart had cured.
How can this feel so right, from all the years that passed.
You were my first love, and you will be my last.
This poem is dedicated to Andrea Michele Bywater, my wife to be - for being the bravest, kindest and most incredible person I know.
Learning to accept another person fully without expectations or judgment
Owning up to mistakes and trying hard to do better next time
Vocalising how you feel and working through problems together calmly
Empathic - listening, feeling sad when they're sad, wishing you could take all their pain away
Independent - valuing who you are in your own right, and having some time for yourself
Spending quality time together, doing things you both like and being willing to try something
YES ! I LOVE YOU I have no body to talk that's why i might talk to you but when i crack a joke so often i want you to say -"oh that's so true" . I have a habit of slow walking that's why i might bore you creeping but when i feel secretly alone i want you to say -" just hug me dear" . I often sit alone and quiet that's why u might find me a loner but when i call you even at night you should taunt and say -" don't you think you called so sooner ". After listening all my conditions you might say - 'this girl is apathetic' but when i say - "this all about me " i want you to laugh and ask - "oh is that genetic". I have no body to love that's why i might love you but when i confess my feelings i want you to say - "yes i love you too" .
To my darling husband Alec
You make my life complete
You buy me fancy chocolates and slippers for my feet
You make me laugh when times are hard
But for valentine's instead of a card
A website that won't leave you in the lurch
Trees plants and roses, even a birch
Their selection makes me say phwoar
It has to be tree2mydoor!
Hello here’s a little poem I have written tonight on my break at work! Hope you like it…
You married a nurse thinking it would be fun
You have a very tired wife with a messy bun
When it’s time to snuggle up at home in bed
I’m working all night, out the door I fled
Working all night and sleeping all day
Let’s hope I have a day off for valentines hey!
L Connor Kirby
I met you by the tree today,
we sheltered from the rain,
Arms entwined and healing,
From life's pressures and the pain,
Feeling finally whole again,
We stepped into the light,
Enjoying nature's shower,
as we danced all through the night.
We gazed at one another,
With love and laughter too,
ready once again,
to start the day anew.
V alentines day this year is so special to me
A s this last year was a nightmare you see.
L ast July I suffered a cardiac arrest
E veryone was so worried my health wasn't the best.
N o one knew if I was going to make it today as my heart stopped for 29 minutes that day
T hanks to my mum who preformed CPR
I feel so lucky to have her she is my star 🌟
N ow I'm back with my children I feel so great you know
E ach minute of the day I feel so lucky to be alive it was such touch and go
S urely I did survive it was an amazing feeling and I want time to go slow
"If love was a god, only poets will be qualified as its priests." - Anonymous.
Cuddle me tonight,
for last night my mat tried,
but not as lovely as yours
stroking my back with timid palms.
Dandle me today,
for I missed your silk palms,
caressing my skin gently
right under your arms.
Lay me at your cleavage,
and let me fondle your 'chest nuts'
as I sing to the rhythm of your moans,
while we stir jealousy among the moons.
Stroll with me tonight,
and let's rob the night of her sleep,
for she slept well last night,
snoring like a lazy nanny.
Sit with me tonight,
and let's count the stars together
for I missed the figures last night,
counting like a poor dummy kid.
Play me your violin,
and let's hit the crescendo
for last night it played in diminuendo.
It's You Forever
Seraphic, it is your smile-
Can't remove my eyes from you even for a while.
Rains fall- Nature wakes up at your call
loving the petrichor as a pluviophile.
Beguiling, your eyes are
Glowing like an iridescent star
Smelling your wet hair wafture.
Inglenook at center, waving affinity
Holding hands- You and me amidst the serenity.
Rapturing my mind, mesmerizing my soul,
My heart is all you stole.
Birds stop at branch, sing with you,
when your mellifluous voice starts to flow.
I want to be with you
on the curve of moonbow.
Appeals the cupid under the sapphire moonlight
Soft beam kisses your cheek,
Eyes making phosphenes at night
when stars twinkle for you in white.
Your presence gives my heart effervescence,
with every drop of your love
coursing through my blood.
I want to love you forever,
the way one is for another.
More Than Words
No verse required, just the X
that marks the card – that one symbol summing up
love, luck, the way my heart can still lurch
when I see you unexpectedly; like that long-ago day,
me dressed in red, crossing the square
looking for you and there you were; so easy to be in love
in Italy. But here the wind has been tearing the house
for days. I love you for your practical hands, the way
you still make me laugh with a living-room dance,
the trace of light in your hazel eyes—all those things
summed up with the X on a card
You make me feel just like a fool
I used to hide my heart in armour - a knight stood tall
Those pride filled days and cold displays are yester
For you I’d drop my shield and play the jester
Thrown tomatoes seem to rosy my cheeks
But it is you who truly makes me blush underneath
I’d be the dunce, wear the cap
Be known the divvy, doofus, dingbat
I’d frolic and fall
Take all the ridicule
Dance and sing
And clap and spin
I’d act utterly juvenile
If there was even the slightest chance I’d make you smile.
Valentine’s Day 1982 - First Date
It’s forty years and we’re still going strong.
I often feel we deserve a gong.
We met, we married, we had two girls.
Blonde, blue eyed with lots of curls.
Being emergency workers the job has been tough,
Without love and a family it would have been rough.
Life’s been good, we’ve been happy and sad,
Along came a grandchild a wee bonnie lad.
A granddaughter has just made our dream real,
Life with my hubby, has been the real deal.
Valentines is a day to remember the beginning,
That started the story that ended with us winning.
I crave creativity as a consolation.
Writing this poem is my confirmation.
Artistry as an absolute solace.
In my heart is where poetry stays.
Humans have hurt me with a heartbreak.
For long, I've laid lonely like a lake.
Then I sought sympathy from my skills.
I found support, still it abundantly spills.
I'm seemingly stuck on the side of literature.
In my soul, calm has carved out a culture.
I've finally found my fate in the hands of art.
Clearly, I've been hit by Love's darling dart.
Release the Flood
Release the flood! Unclip your silky hair
that falls like rain around a face so fair
and makes me long to stroke the long dark flow,
caress the soft, smooth skin that lies below.
The passion you arouse in me has grown,
I yearn for precious moments on our own,
to hear you talk of life and what has passed
and lie together as lovers at long last.
I dream of you beside me, holding me tight,
my arms around you, embracing through the night,
Your hair a spreading pool across my chest,
Your sensual kisses, the softness of your breast.
Release your shiny black cascade, my dear,
in which I’ll drown when next I hold you near.
For M. on Valentine’s Day
I can't write about what happened
And what you told me as I lay on top of you
Normally I want to write sonnets about you
Paint your points and brush-stroke curves
Sing your praises to the melody of your voice
Explain to the world how complex you are
Yet how simple it is to make you smile
But as we lay in the dark
And I traced my fingers on your face to see you
You whispered something to me
More intimate than any sexual encounter could ever be
More tender than any kiss
And more honest than any proclamations of love
I can't write about what happened
And I can't say what you said.
No one but me can know,
But it was the most beautiful thing anyone has ever told me.
YOU ARE SO RARE WITH EYES SUPREME
I THINK THEY ARE THE LIGHT
BUT I KNOW THEY ARE THE BEAM.
IF ONLY YOU WERE REAL AND NOT A DREAM
MY HEART WOULD BE CONTENT
MY MIND SO CLEAR
SWEET LADY FORGIVES ME IF I SCHEME
FOR LOVE CAN BE WHAT YOU ARE TO ME
REALITY AND NOT A DREAM
After her I creep habitually
Never bridging the gap to holler a "hi"
All the eye covet ,
To catch a glimpse of her ;her gleaming teeth glint ;
All the heart want,
To catch a glimpse of her;her plethora glee
All the nostrils request,
To be filled by her ;her scent like oregano.
Actually ,all in secret
Confined to the universe
Not my bodyguard ;
Whose back I hide ,
Fidgeting like an adult baby
"The wall " who covers , present a room in him,
Viewing my stunner valley girl
"My bossom friend" from my first day here ,
The true tale bearer of my fantasy .
the sky changes shade ,
I ploddingly stroll straight
To my valley girl
Clothed in a snowy white dress
Eye captivate by another ,
I bet she is a goddess ,
With her gentle aura soft as a fossil
Saved from the spell
Legs became rock , my tulip drop
Heads empty long gone my mantra ;
Words Trammel ,
She smiled "long awaited day "
Ponder I long ago
"Maybe forever will my love be afar",
"Maybe the wish lord make real my fantasy"
Said my valley girl ,
Stupefied so I wasn't a lovelorn;
Or could it be a dream ?
No , rushed back my love mantra
"I love you".
Black white are couple ,yes!
Up till the 21st century
Just as the moon subtitle for it lover ,the sun;
When night cometh .
I pray thee such be my valley girl story
Weeks and Month grown wing flee high ,
The living grows ,
Little tree grew in length ,
The infant walks ,bone now agile .
So does the affection .
Feeling the urge
Urge to snatch and clutch ;
Though it clunk ,forever will I cling .
Feeling the urge
Urge to clasp and grasp, Though it rip , I fear the last days .
Few sleep to valentine ;
Will you be my val?
Though punching letters on phone letters
Though flying kiss and imaginary hugs
Remember to cherish our past ,
Our first date and rate it ,
I will soon be back
Hannah & Derek Grier
The Olive Tree
The Olive tree reached out a branch, and asked me if I’d like to dance.
Somewhat surprised I closed my eyes and thought “I’m hearing voices”.
I felt the breeze and settled down, the
sun was warm and all was calm, the Olive’s trunk became my pillow.
My dreams came quick, and what I saw was couples dancing in years gone by.
Their happiness and love was clear, and the Olive tree whispered in my ear.
“My ancient branches have seen so much, and now, I pass the memories on, to those who stop, and take the time to love and dance with me. Your friend the Olive tree.
God created and Angel when you were born
He put you on earth to keep our hearts warm
He made you so precious, he filled us with your love
That is how I know you were sent from above
I fondle you in poesy;
Those grin of Sable eyes,I saw in frames
Every day texting bigly,I fell for a younger lad
Just would say,I love you, every moment,I see you blue
Felt you an alien affinity of my life
and now a luminary crime!
dire ink of my days has a swivel in bright sunshine
You're bliss, you're love, forever mine
Cold of future,I still trust this blossoming love
May the path be longer,we can still meet by and by
I wish to hold you tight, to the gloomy pearls and cyan sky
Every stroke has wishes of my freak heart
Thirty days, we still have our whole life,so far ....so far!
He opened the door and held my hand.
With his other hand he opened another door.
We stopped outside number twelve door.
Each revealed a different world.
A world of love
And endless golden pathways.
Mine to hold open for ever.
My Darling Valentine.
Hello darling, what this is, for me? Thank you ever so much.
Thank you for you soothing sweet hug.
And also my darling, I cant thank you enough.
For being my dear friend and darling of love.
These flowers are yellow and red and pink a pair.
I’ll keep them forever, or as long as you’re here.
And if that not be so, I’ll remember how you shared.
You always worried and always cared.
And so my sweet darling valentine.
Don’t you be worried, you’ll always be mine.
The Love of my Life
The Pain in my Bum
The Father to our Children
The Washer to my Upper
The Sugar to my Tea
The Shepard to my Pie
The Salt to my Sweet
The Soul to my Mate
The Stew to my Dumplings
For all of eternity
If men were flowers I'd always pick you
You always cheer me up when I'm feeling blue
You don't need to buy me diamonds & pearls
Just a hug & a kiss sets my heart in a whirl
I may not always tell you but my feelings are heartfelt
When you smile at me it just makes my heart melt
My Valentine. My Soul Mate. The only man for me,
The perfect husband, my bestest friend, the most amazing Daddy,
We’ve had our tests and we’ve had our trials over 16 difficult years,
Of course we’ve argued and disagreed, and many a time we’ve shed tears,
But we overcome the hardships, the illnesses and the strife,
And there’s never a day that I regret agreeing to be your wife!
I love you more with each new day and I’m so proud of the man you’ve become,
You truly are the perfect catch, my hero, my number one.
My poem is written, it might be rubbish but there’s just one thing left to do…..
To say the most important words - Quite simply, I LOVE YOU!!
I dont need a card with a heart
Or a big bunch of roses to my door
Just for you to be there
When I fall down on the floor
Just pick me up and remind me
That I am your world every day
Not just when shops tell you
But by finding the way
Hold my hand as we fall asleep
And just stay
You! I will always love,
For the time you have given,
The conversations we’ve had,
And the laughter we’ve shared.
You! I will always love,
For the way you make you feel.
The natural changes you evoke in me,
And the experiences, that you’ve had a hand in shaping
You! I will always love
For your talent, your vibrancy
And your easy-going nature
You! I will always love, because
You give me the strength, to,
Act stupidly, dance madly and love fiercely
You, just being you, allows me, to BE me.
There are meetings of true minds of course
and friendships at first sight
but I can't un-remember
our selfish hot delight.
And there are damp hill-smoulders
and straw fires that whoosh ignite
but oooh our steady friendly fire
of selfish hot delight.
Remember the wind-oceaned field
we stopped at for a further sight
that screaming 'final' weekend
with nothing going right
and neither of us contrite
about our dog and cat fight
but still sweet easy access
to selfish hot delight?
Well, come on, hot sweet Valentine
let's get it on tonight
Battered sign on slumped taverna
What did they sell?
You didn't suggest spaghetti alle vongole with an accent
Nor Fallegro Langhe with an air
Fairy motes scattered
You didn't write your name in dust on the table
You didn't sniff the time-tarnished glass as your elbow
But wondered if they'd been happy
Paint-flaked, time-ungilded cinema
You didn't tell me you'd watched La Strada without subtitles
Didn't make back-row sniggers
You pondered the dropped handkerchief
Tears of sadness, tears of joy?
Creaking spines in the library
You didn't quote Vittoria Alfieri
Or ask if I'd read The name of the rose.
You wondered how many left unfinished stories
If children cried for lost words before sleep
You asked if I fancied music next time
Local lads, undiscovered
I didn't say no
Within the pink of dawn I perceive my Amadeus
revealed beyond the violet veil of winter rain,
a shining crystalline penumbra as immutable as the distant peak.
He's waiting for me there
at the altar in the east
above the pleated hill,
where the lone Rowan grows tethered through
a split sacred stone that is monument to the beguiling Kyle.
My heart is a frequent traveller to these heights,
always seeking for our paths to cross again;
I listen to the language of breeze through leaves
which whisper affirmations of not 'if' but 'when'.
Meanwhile I'm practicing the art of telepathy
and wonder if you feel my yearning
as I follow your journey,
taste the berries that sustain you,
hear the undulating birdsong in your ear,
feel the shade of that sweet protective tree
and contemplate the path that you travel,
which does not yet bring you back to me.
You are the apple of my eye
The sun in my sky
The reason that I live
All your love you give
So never ever doubt
That we will work out
That’s the sum of our love
If we ever get married, (which we won’t)
We’ll do it our way.
No décor from Pinterest,
Or guests feigning interest
Or cards for ‘our special day’.
When we get married, (which we won’t)
We’ll invite people we actually like;
A small, perfect crowd,
No downers allowed
And your mother can go take a hike.
Or maybe we’ll cap the guestlist at two
Since the only one who matters is you.
No invites to send,
No guests to attend
For the ceremony that we’ll never do.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Please put the seat down
When you go to the loo
HOW LOVE GROWS
Our love bloomed slowly
From a flicker to a flame
We nurtured it gently
Both feeling the same
Two young fresh saplings
Our faces to the sun
We danced in the breeze
And weathered the storms
Our branches spread outwards
A beautiful embrace
Entwining one another
And holding in place
Bringing trust and honesty
Those two precious fruits
Which bind us together
With the strongest of roots
But one day we'll be old
All wrinkled and lined
And like two ancient oaks
We'll still stand side by side
I like to Love in the bath, this always makes me laugh
I like to whisper to a Mr, or sometimes a sister
I prefer to dance in the rain than drink cocktails on a plane
I like to date in the dark mostly in the stark !
I love to talk but not stalk and deliver I am a giver
I prefer to dine and drink wine but holding hands is divine
And you know the rest only LOVE is the best
A Sonnet for Cecilia
The quotes that I collected in my youth
were all sappy declarations of love.
These days I think they obscure the truth
except for when it's you that I think of.
Because, Cecilia, you stole my heart
and I know not what use for it you'll find,
nor do I care. Shy, I'll ask for a part
of yours: Oh, would you be my Valentine?
But this is one more quote for my journal-
despite my hints, you've shown no reaction.
For now, I'll keep my feelings internal
and not ruin friendship with attraction.
Soon, I'll ask to which sex you're ignited.
Until then my love goes unrequited.
My darling,my dear, the love my life , I only want you to know this is for you on this special day , To my beautiful love Happy Valentine's day name Aruna balasubramanian
When the love seasons through the toppings of your pizza,
And you, with a sigh ask for a table fro two;
There's ticklish sense of cupid and heart races like a cheetah,
As a girl sits in front pouring that little smile at you!
Yes, it's Valentine's, the most expressive time of the year!
When kids are taken by friendship and adults are all set to mingle;
Some are passionate to party hard with friends and their own bar and beer,
While others bring joy to others but are still unfortunately single!
Let's all celebrate this day with sheer zeal and compassion,
For this is the time to boast your happiness and make everyone swoon;
With letter and gifts, sweets and presents to all in the relation,
And enjoy to the fullest with a feast and red romantic balloons!
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! 🥰
The year evolves toward the coming light
First flowers dot the cold in white or blue
As morning steals away from winter night
I watch the signs..I send my heart to you
So you reflect, my mirror of delight
A drift of hair, the light step of a shoe
Then with the sun , your smile emerges, bright
Can your eyes tell I give my heart to you?
Choosing my words, caring they must be right
I set them down, in hope to find them true
Letting and longing open to your sight
Caught in your gaze, I give my heart to you
So into spring, I give these words their flight
Take what I am...I give my heart to you