Romantic Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
#romantic
romantic seeking friendly advice poems. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Sea of Fog
With the wind carrying the scent of love
in conversation with nature's entanglements
whispering gentle touch of romantic hearts
embraced by the breath of autumn's spawning
listening to the crickets symphony of murmurs
gazing upon a sea of fog rolling off the logs
with the wind carrying the scent of love
in conversation with nature's entanglements
whispering gentle touch of romantic hearts
embraced by the breath of autumn's spawning
listening to the crickets symphony of murmurs
gazing upon a sea of fog rolling off the logs
with the wind carrying the scent of love
#love
#romantic
#nature
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Second Chance
Second Chance
My Love slammed the door. It shut as a tomb,
like sound sucked empty from a symphony room
where no music played, where no feet light danced.
Gone was my Love, my last best chance.
300 feet per second is, I know, the speed of pain
as it travels thru the body on its way to the brain
but a breaking heart is witness to a fear coming faster
when sorrow’s Beast of impact charges reinless, without master.
My breathing’s getting deep. I seem to need more breath.
I’m fighting back the tears where they exit from...
My Love slammed the door. It shut as a tomb,
like sound sucked empty from a symphony room
where no music played, where no feet light danced.
Gone was my Love, my last best chance.
300 feet per second is, I know, the speed of pain
as it travels thru the body on its way to the brain
but a breaking heart is witness to a fear coming faster
when sorrow’s Beast of impact charges reinless, without master.
My breathing’s getting deep. I seem to need more breath.
I’m fighting back the tears where they exit from...
#love
#relationships
#heartbroken
#romantic
#FallingInLove
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Scented by Shampoo
In the moonlight
spawning the dawn
scented by shampoo
her eyes open lonely
connected to souls
naked in a natural state
into a faceless crowd
feeling the longing...
to be free
to be wild
scented by shampoo
spawning the dawn
scented by shampoo
her eyes open lonely
connected to souls
naked in a natural state
into a faceless crowd
feeling the longing...
to be free
to be wild
scented by shampoo
#romantic
#erotic
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4 Comments
Music Maker
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Music Maker
I am the music maker
The creator of my tune
Whether out exploring cities
Or the bright lights or the moon
The background’s always playing
Full of lullabies, my theme
Depending on my mood that day
As I float, I live, I dream
The lyric’s constant flow
Writes the series I call life
The music plays inside my head
Stabbing at me like a knife
Please don’t turn my music down
Keep the rhythm going wild
I promise it will soon slow down
As you now control the dial
...
Music Maker
I am the music maker
The creator of my tune
Whether out exploring cities
Or the bright lights or the moon
The background’s always playing
Full of lullabies, my theme
Depending on my mood that day
As I float, I live, I dream
The lyric’s constant flow
Writes the series I call life
The music plays inside my head
Stabbing at me like a knife
Please don’t turn my music down
Keep the rhythm going wild
I promise it will soon slow down
As you now control the dial
...
#love
#relationships
#romantic
#FallingInLove
#obsession
133 reads
6 Comments
Movie Night
Movie Night
“Well, we got out of the store without doing more than the necessary damage to your billfold.”
“I needed a woman to divert me from my path to dietary apocalypse.”
“You need only omit one word, that being ‘woman’. Anyone with even rudimentary knowledge of nutrition would know that day-old pizza is unacceptable.”
“The surgeon general would concur I am sure.”
“Then why do I have to tell you what is obvious?”
“Perhaps because I am part of the unwashed gender.”
“Well even though...
“Well, we got out of the store without doing more than the necessary damage to your billfold.”
“I needed a woman to divert me from my path to dietary apocalypse.”
“You need only omit one word, that being ‘woman’. Anyone with even rudimentary knowledge of nutrition would know that day-old pizza is unacceptable.”
“The surgeon general would concur I am sure.”
“Then why do I have to tell you what is obvious?”
“Perhaps because I am part of the unwashed gender.”
“Well even though...
#women
#romantic
#satirical
#funny
#sexy
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Timelessness
Timelessness
Even when the elements split the earth in me
and fling my crumblings into the silent emptiness
of worlds ground to crushed chaos and smashed collision,
your Love will be my beacon thru the rubble
blinking in the nothingness,
dodging past the brokenness
and guiding me ‘til
end of Time.
And when Night caves in from stars sucked out
by Age leaving days and shattered suns
slipping down Eternity at a million midnights per second,
your Love will be my flame in the black wind
blistering in the...
Even when the elements split the earth in me
and fling my crumblings into the silent emptiness
of worlds ground to crushed chaos and smashed collision,
your Love will be my beacon thru the rubble
blinking in the nothingness,
dodging past the brokenness
and guiding me ‘til
end of Time.
And when Night caves in from stars sucked out
by Age leaving days and shattered suns
slipping down Eternity at a million midnights per second,
your Love will be my flame in the black wind
blistering in the...
#love
#relationships
#heartbroken
#romantic
#FallingInLove
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In Your Bed
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#romantic
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Sound Of A Muted Sparrow
Til trumpets in meadows call me a song
with the sound of a muted sparrow
when the winds howl I will sing
sweet love on a rainbow's mandolin
and when ice, frost on the pane
I will play poetic strings
of the eternal side of forever
with everlasting breath
as pollen lay dew on the golden spire
our love blossoms into life's petals
with the sound of a muted sparrow
when the winds howl I will sing
with the sound of a muted sparrow
when the winds howl I will sing
sweet love on a rainbow's mandolin
and when ice, frost on the pane
I will play poetic strings
of the eternal side of forever
with everlasting breath
as pollen lay dew on the golden spire
our love blossoms into life's petals
with the sound of a muted sparrow
when the winds howl I will sing
#love
#romantic
#WritingPoetry
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youthful remembrance
my youthful days flowed
like a river into summer,
while sweet fragrances danced on warm air,
hope carried within
a trusting vessel,
unknown to wandering expectations.
silhouettes of another
passed within reach,
connecting two souls,
interchanging,
an unintentional blaze
consumes both.
times change, their paths woven
with different threads,
still believing as one, again.
yet days passed,
days into nights, nights into years,
continuing on.
youthful remembrance
of soft caresses, ...
like a river into summer,
while sweet fragrances danced on warm air,
hope carried within
a trusting vessel,
unknown to wandering expectations.
silhouettes of another
passed within reach,
connecting two souls,
interchanging,
an unintentional blaze
consumes both.
times change, their paths woven
with different threads,
still believing as one, again.
yet days passed,
days into nights, nights into years,
continuing on.
youthful remembrance
of soft caresses, ...
#relationships
#romantic
#nostalgia
#separation
#crush
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5 Comments
Azuls de Barrancas del Cobre (Copper Canyon Blues)
Azuls de Barrancas del Cobre
(Copper Canyon Blues)
Dusty Chihuahua desolation
At lonely train depot
Desert crossroads for rail journey
Arrival
Copper Canyon is cantina calypso drums
On the slopes of the valley spirit
and the manger in a holy hostel
is a bunk bed for my blue traveler soul
Where a feminine voice sings from above
A rosary in Spanish timbre
As I sink into a paradise of lullabies
To her novena nirvana
When the sun returns like a prodigal son ...
(Copper Canyon Blues)
Dusty Chihuahua desolation
At lonely train depot
Desert crossroads for rail journey
Arrival
Copper Canyon is cantina calypso drums
On the slopes of the valley spirit
and the manger in a holy hostel
is a bunk bed for my blue traveler soul
Where a feminine voice sings from above
A rosary in Spanish timbre
As I sink into a paradise of lullabies
To her novena nirvana
When the sun returns like a prodigal son ...
#romantic
#city
#nature
#marijuana
#trains
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My Darling
Adelaide had woken up
And started off her day
Fred was left in bed
By him, some coffee and a plate
He took his time, waking up slow
Got up and made the bed
As Adelaide would write downstairs
Fred sipped and ate and read
He sat up and he stretched in place
And opened up the curtains
The birds they sang, the sun beat through
What’s today? He wasn’t certain
He thought today was special
Perhaps a birthday or a date
An evening planned out with his love
What does his day await?
He had no...
And started off her day
Fred was left in bed
By him, some coffee and a plate
He took his time, waking up slow
Got up and made the bed
As Adelaide would write downstairs
Fred sipped and ate and read
He sat up and he stretched in place
And opened up the curtains
The birds they sang, the sun beat through
What’s today? He wasn’t certain
He thought today was special
Perhaps a birthday or a date
An evening planned out with his love
What does his day await?
He had no...
#sadness
#relationships
#romantic
#death
#FallingInLove
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Butterfly and Me
A courting we will go
my lovely butterfly and me
fluttering from flower to flower
just you wait and see.
We'll dance atop the thistles
basking in their purple hue
take in the sweet scent of the lavender
and pick a few wild daisy petals too.
Together forever we will be
our romance will carry on
fluttering together from flower to flower
just like a beautiful song.
my lovely butterfly and me
fluttering from flower to flower
just you wait and see.
We'll dance atop the thistles
basking in their purple hue
take in the sweet scent of the lavender
and pick a few wild daisy petals too.
Together forever we will be
our romance will carry on
fluttering together from flower to flower
just like a beautiful song.
#love
#romantic
#butterfly
#nature
#WritingPoetry
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4 Comments
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