Nice Poems I like

[Lodemai]

This is for poems that we like..


THE LOST ART OF SWOONING

......Attentive, polite and pliable,
.........never looking like a wreck,

............with lotioned palms, sculpted nails
...............draped around his solid neck,

...................she curves into his leading,
..................sways in his strong arms,

................dances through the marble
..............of his hardening charms.

...........She sways before his smile,
......pretending it's the wine,

....he dips her, as her long curls
.....swirl around him like a vine.

.....Contentedly off center,
......and elegant in receiving,

..........shes not from the United States,
............where a swoon would ruin the evening.



Judith Pordon
C 1997

[Louis]

Reluctance

Out through the fields and the woods
And over the walls I have wended;
I have climbed the hills of view
And looked at the world and descended;
I have come by the highway home,
And lo, it is ended.

The leaves are all dead on the ground,
Save those that the oak is keeping
To ravel them one by one
And let them go scraping and creeping
Out over the crusted snow,
When others are sleeping.

And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,
No longer blown hither and thither;
The last lone aster is gone;
The flowers of the witch-hazel wither;
The heart is still aching to seek,
But the feet question 'Whither?'

Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?


by Robert Frost

[Louis]

O Mistress Mine by William Shakespeare

O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear; your true love's coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man's son doth know.

What is love? 'Tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies not plenty;
Then, come kiss me, sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure.



When We Two Parted by George Gordon, Lord Byron

When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever the years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder, thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning
Sunk, chill on my brow,
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me...
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well..
Long, long shall I rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.

In secret we met
In silence I grieve
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.



A Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns

O my luve's like a red, red rose.
That's newly sprung in June;
O my luve's like a melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my Dear,
Till a'the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my Dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I will luve thee still, my Dear,
While the sands o'life shall run.

And fare thee weel my only Luve!
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile!

[Louis]

Theses are for Jennifer...

Today I Married My Best Friend by Rachel Elizabeth Cooper

Today I married my best friend,
Our bond complete, it hath no end,
We share one soul, we share one heart,
A perfect time - a perfect start.

With these rings we share together,
Love so close to last forever,
This special day - two special hearts,
Let nothing keep this love apart.




I Promise by Dorothy R. Colgan

I promise to give you the best of myself
and to ask of you no more than you can give.

I promise to respect you as your own person
and to realize that your interests, desires and needs
are no less important than my own. I promise to share with you my time and my attention
and to bring joy, strength and imagination to our relationship.

I promise to keep myself open to you,
to let you see through the window of my world
into my innermost fears and feelings, secrets and dreams. I promise to grow along with you,
to be willing to face changes in order to keep
our relationship alive and exciting.

I promise to love you in good times and bad,
with all I have to give and all I feel inside
in the only way I know how,
completely and forever.




Marriage Advice by Jane Wells

Let your love be stronger than your hate and anger.
Learn the wisdom of compromise,
for it is better to bend a little than to break.
Believe the best rather than the worst.
People have a way of living up or down
to your opinion of them.
Remember that true friendship
is the basis for any lasting relationship.
The person you choose to marry
is deserving of the courtesies
and kindnesses you bestow on your friends.
Please hand this down to your children and
your children's children.




The Art Of A Good Marriage by Wilferd Arlan Peterson

Happiness in marriage is not something that just happens.
A good marriage must be created.
In marriage the little things are the big things.
It is never being too old to hold hands.
It is remembering to say "I love you" at least once a day.
It is never going to sleep angry.
It is at no time taking the other for granted;
the courtship should not end
with the honeymoon, it should continue through the years.
It is having a mutual sense of values and common objectives.
It is standing together facing the world.
It is forming a circle of love that gathers the whole family.
It is doing things for each other, not in the attitude of duty or sacrifice,
but in the spirit of joy. It is speaking words of appreciation
and demonstrating gratitude in thoughtful ways.
It is not looking for perfection in each other.
It is cultivating flexibility, patience,
understanding and a sense of humor.
It is having the capacity to forgive and forget.
It is giving each other an atmosphere in which each can grow old.
It is a common search for the good and the beautiful.
It is establishing a relationship in which the independence is equal,
dependence is mutual and the obligation is reciprocal.
It is not only marrying the right partner, it is being the right partner.

[Louis]

This one is very true of what I feel right now..

Why Marriage? by Mari Nichols-Haining

Because to the depths of me, I long to love one person,
With all my heart, my soul, my mind, my body...

Because I need a forever friend to trust with the intimacies of me,
Who won't hold them against me,
Who loves me when I'm unlikable,
Who sees the small child in me, and
Who looks for the divine potential of me...

Because I need to cuddle in the warmth of the night
With someone who thanks God for me,
With someone I feel blessed to hold...

Because marriage means opportunity
To grow in love in friendship...

Because marriage is a discipline
To be added to a list of achievements...

Because marriages do not fail, people fail
When they enter into marriage
Expecting another to make them whole...

Because, knowing this,
I promise myself to take full responsibility
For my spiritual, mental and physical wholeness
I create me, I take half of the responsibility for my marriage
Together we create our marriage...

Because of this understanding
The possibilities are limitless.

[Louis]

The vows I take will be forever by Nicholas Gordon

The vows I take will be forever:
I'll love you all my life.
There's no part way, no holding back
Once we are man and wife.

The choice is made, and now I swim
In a far different sea,
The shores of which are bright green hills
Raised up for you and me.

Our love is like a mountainside
Awash in lovely flowers:
It is our home, our solid rock,
Where all bright things are ours.

And though of need we often must
Spend our days apart,
Our love will always be with us,
Held within the heart.

I feel it now, so strong and free,
So part of every breath
That it must live--I swear it will!--
Even after death.

[Minara]

This poem is beautiful and my a friend from high school wrote it in her 9th grade.

COURAGE ISN'T EVERYTHING - Susan Frizzell

Despite his iron will and courage,
He did not win the fight
He could not conquer the forces
Which he faced one awful night.

The pain was too intense and deep
Far more than his heart could take
As he found her fragile body
Impaled upon a stake.

The teardrops just keep flowing
As he touched her lifeless arm
He hadn't kept his promise
To keep her safe from harm.

While they threw the dirt upon her grave
He crumbled to the ground
As he head the plea of a songbird's cry
He felt his life being drowned.

Despite his iron will and courage
He still had lost his pride
And in the cold, dark graveyard
He laid upon her bed and cried.

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This one was written by my best friend the same year.


SINS - Melanie Frazier

A virgin draped in satin bloodies her ivory cloth
Stains from her lust burning holes in her purity
Flickering candles cast a waxy glow upon her skin
And the scent of forbidden passion fills the air.

A priest bowed at an altar prays to his god
Fragments of shame slicing into his soul
Holy water spills upon a shattered cross and
A hint of death lingers there.

An aging queen adorned in jewels combs her silvery hair
Fiery tears cleansing the dirtiness within
Love abandons her empty heart
And faces scream in fury, enraged at her betrayal.

Mel also wrote this poem, but I think she wrote it about me, since I was seeking counselling at the time for depression and was in a bad state.


WALL OF TEARS - Melanie Frazier

Only faint whispers of a dream that was so strong
Your belief, your love, your voice lifted in song
It's hard to imagine a time without your voice and your voice without a time
You move through life silent and scared, searching for your crime.
Everything is cold and dark, your whole world is night
Everyone you know, everyone you love is standing in the light
Fear grips your soul, its icy fingers numbing your mind
You've never known such frustration, such anger, nothing this unkind
Form this anger, this despair, there seems no escape
Then slowly, the darkness and the shadows begin to take shape.
Suddenly a faint glimmer of light appears
A million drops of sunshine from behind your wall of tears.