Your Love Poems
This is the page where you will have the opportunity to share your artistic expression of that inner beauty that we all share but often repress and deny. I will update the page as new material comes in.
Robert
If I visited your grave
and stood on the ground above you
would you feel my presence there?
Would you know my love for you was real,
not based on your external beauty
but on your innocence,
your trust in others,
and the sense of wonder
that sparkled in your eyes of blue.
Could you feel my tears
as they dampen the earth between us?
Hear the silent scream in my voice?
and sense the sadness in my heart
for what this world did to you?
Would you reach out to me
to gently ease my sorrow,
whispering to me that the storms had past
and skies were forever blue?
And as I turn to leave
would you smile at me,
knowing that someone you never met
still cared and remembered you?
~Peter Miller
"The Dream and the Rose"
A whisper, a touch, a kiss
And I awaken slowly enfolded
In your arms and your
bright eyes hold me fast.
Once, I thought you gone
As did we all that August day.
My grief could not be measured
By mere words or tears.
I buried my feelings deep that day
And I interred them at your side
So that they wouldn't be lonely.
Oh, and I left you some roses.
Now here you stand again
At the door of my room,
Still as beautiful as ever.
You tell me my feelings awakened you?
Now you bring them back?
(Sigh) Alright. Put them back,
But be gentle.
Scott L. Spencer
Once in the lives of men
There appears to be a barren kiss
creative nonetheless pursuing
a truth not taught by the
purveyors of the promise of more.
D. F.
If tomorrow it ended
and the world went up in flames
I won't feel no sorrow
I'll be dancing in the rain.
My soul it has descended
from high above in the skies
the vision I'll remember
my reflection in your eyes.
I'm falling and I'm faded
but I will see it through
and destiny is calling
forever next to you.
Jeremy Bremer
Oh, sweet angel with the incandescent smile,
Your touch of magic and beauty
Still resonates upon our earth plane
As high as your lovely spirit soars.
No matter that your stay was so brief
As much as we mourn your absence
You belong to the Paradise Of Love
Where nothing dark can touch you.
Your bewitching innocence
And gentle heart
Embraces us as it embraced your loved ones
And that golden presence lives on.
So, golden maiden, walk to the light,
That welcomes you with Angels to guide
To a place where love never dies
And is shared and given without waning.
You will never fade from our memories
Nor will we ever stop missing you
But everything you touched will stay gold
Until we can join the glowing eternal place called Home.
From all of us, Dorothy, you are missed.
Colleen Raye Hollar
Lord help me find my love today,
I lost mine when you took Dorothy away.
The shine in the eyes that once sustained me
now looks on us with complete disdain.
We lashed out fiercely at an angels hand
and the punishment we deserve we cannot withstand.
So should you once again let us see her smiling face,
we will never let her get away.... LORD....PLEASE...
send us back our Dorothy today!
J. B. Kenn
Four angels to your bed.
Four angels around your head.
One to watch,
and one to pray.
and two to bear your soul away."
Good night, dear princess, and sweet dreams through eternity.
Jeff Young