I do not often speak of love
of candle light and snow white doves.
I do not speak of harps and hearts
or Cupid with his golden bow.
But what I do know is that he
my love who nightly shares my bed
and calls my name out in his sleep,
without a trace of shadowed doubt
his love is true and he loves me.
This is a nice little cut of succinctity, Chris, aptly articulated and carrying a strong sentiment.
I might be interjecting a little with my own image here, but some say that love is like a mirror - held up to our partners so that we might better see ourselves (or, at the very least, the parts of ourselves reflected by them that we enjoy looking at). In other ways, the mirror captures those parts of ourselves that'd seem to've been missing - the other halves, and cornered jigsaws that they've, by some small miracle, somehow found the means to fit.
I prefer the latter, in that analogy, and it's funny that we often come to such realizations after spending the night beside somebody.
Very nice piece of writing, again, and thank you kindly for sharing.
-Ook
Posted 3 Years Ago
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3 Years Ago
Thank you - Ook for sharing your thoughts. An interesting response, so I thank you again. read moreThank you - Ook for sharing your thoughts. An interesting response, so I thank you again.
Whilst scrolling slow, I swear I came across a distinctly warm patch laid write across this particular page .. Neville
Posted 7 Months Ago
7 Months Ago
Did you feel a warm glow Neville :) I hope so. Doesn’t time fly? I can’t believe I wrote this a .. read moreDid you feel a warm glow Neville :) I hope so. Doesn’t time fly? I can’t believe I wrote this a whole five years ago. Have a very happy super special weekend. Mother’s Day tomorrow. Make sure you treat your girls.
Like this a lot Chris with its shades of Classic Love Poems - particularly the line 'without a trace of shadowed doubt'.
Posted 3 Years Ago
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3 Years Ago
An oldie out for an airing Tony. Pleased you enjoyed the brevity here. Sometimes less is more. Thank.. read moreAn oldie out for an airing Tony. Pleased you enjoyed the brevity here. Sometimes less is more. Thank you for stopping by. Have a wonderful Wednesday.
This is a nice little cut of succinctity, Chris, aptly articulated and carrying a strong sentiment.
I might be interjecting a little with my own image here, but some say that love is like a mirror - held up to our partners so that we might better see ourselves (or, at the very least, the parts of ourselves reflected by them that we enjoy looking at). In other ways, the mirror captures those parts of ourselves that'd seem to've been missing - the other halves, and cornered jigsaws that they've, by some small miracle, somehow found the means to fit.
I prefer the latter, in that analogy, and it's funny that we often come to such realizations after spending the night beside somebody.
Very nice piece of writing, again, and thank you kindly for sharing.
-Ook
Posted 3 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
3 Years Ago
Thank you - Ook for sharing your thoughts. An interesting response, so I thank you again. read moreThank you - Ook for sharing your thoughts. An interesting response, so I thank you again.
Many times men don’t say I love you with poetry and romance but rather with actions in how they take care of you and that is what truly matters in the end
Posted 3 Years Ago
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3 Years Ago
How true PB. Actions always speak louder than words. Thank you for stopping bý to consider this pie.. read moreHow true PB. Actions always speak louder than words. Thank you for stopping bý to consider this piece of brevity.
You are most welcome. I like be reading your poetry new and old
3 Years Ago
Thank you PB. I like to share my older poems, give them an airing. Each one of them posted has taken.. read moreThank you PB. I like to share my older poems, give them an airing. Each one of them posted has taken considerable time to write. I don't post anything unless it reaches a level I feel worthy of sharing.
Chris
3 Years Ago
Mine take anywhere from a half an hour to days. It all depends on my brain. I’m meticulous on maki.. read moreMine take anywhere from a half an hour to days. It all depends on my brain. I’m meticulous on making sure the feel and emotion is the way I want it
Awww this is a sweet write. It is a great thing to be loved. I enjoyed this.
Posted 3 Years Ago
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3 Years Ago
It surely is a great thing to be loved. Nothing better Melinda. Thank you fir stopping by. read moreIt surely is a great thing to be loved. Nothing better Melinda. Thank you fir stopping by.
You never feel more alive and free when you are loved by someone. I love the vulnerability of this peace.
Posted 3 Years Ago
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3 Years Ago
Thank you Dale. Am old poem out for an airing. I appreciate you sharing your thoughts. I don't often.. read moreThank you Dale. Am old poem out for an airing. I appreciate you sharing your thoughts. I don't often do romance.
you know Christine... I don't often get personal about it either ;) but boy oh boy ... your man calling your name out in his sleep has got it made :))))))))))))))))))))) i love the simple honest straight forward quality of this poem .. its fully packed with gentle enduring accepting love .. beautifully stated my friend!
E.
Posted 5 Years Ago
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5 Years Ago
You are spoiling me Mr E. Two visits in a day, and that has indeed made mine a happy one. Many thank.. read moreYou are spoiling me Mr E. Two visits in a day, and that has indeed made mine a happy one. Many thank yous for your thoughts.
Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..