Category: Poetry

Poems of love!

Life’s Repositioning!

The Shift!

When a sixth gear isn’t enough, there can still be a persuasive shift. At every dawn, after every yawn, don’t ever let your heart hide, the right perspective changes the tide; take the day on another ride. One, two; buckle your shoe. Three, four; shut the door, to negative impulses. Every day, gear your love’s observation, ignite your soul’s dedication, engage your heart’s rhythmical perception; take hold of mind, and let the goodness roll. No need for pedal to the metal, or any off tempo rhythmic blues. Keep your heart on a swivel, with every shift a repositioning; heart and soul another level. A heart forever racing, the shift attaining love’s excellence, not every heartbeat chasing elusive perfection. Within every high octane well maintained spirit, shift’s sway already taken place! 

Shift’s Poetic Sway!

What if you held to the shift forever, would your heart still be able to believe your soul has another gear?

What if every shift brought a wave of emotion, would it overwhelm your perception? Would the air in your lungs be enough to engage your heartbeat to another level?

What if the shift gave your heart’s gaze better clarity; would a mere glimpse be enough to keep your hopes and dreams focused?

What if the rhythm of your heart was erratic, would every fiber of being experience an impulsive change in perspective?

What if, what if? What if your heart stopped holding its breadth; would your mind be able to comprehend moments in life, within your soul another shift, perpetual repositioning?

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Heart’s Quiet Contemplation!

Within stillness of the moment, dawn wakes, fear quakes; resolute breath takes. Tethered heart, anchor waves of emotion, soul immersed deep in breathless expectation. At will, contemplation spills, essence of love’s overwhelming thrill. Heart knowing, time revolves, life evolves, moments devolve, sway heartfelt resolve. Within quiet contemplation, conviction envokes, daily reflection invokes, aspirations provoked. Hesitations compelled, negative energy dispelled, love’s trajectory propelled; the tell, heart swells. Deep in thought, heart wide open taught, sanctum resides in love’s contemplative spaces. In its quiet beauty, in its captivating subtlety, providing profound clarity. If love’s contemplation therefore endless, its truest actions blameless, its very nature timeless. Petals of its crimson hue, lay bare reign of its soulful due. Heart drenched within the fragrance of its bliss, soul arrested by the sweetness of its kiss. Breadth of soul contemplating its rush, tears comforted by its hush, heart moved by attributes of its touch. In depth of soul, love’s sublime quintessence enlist resilience of heart’s innermost, in quiet contemplation!

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Even Forever More!

From the day of my heart’s birth, my love story being shaped, the form of my forevermore. Naivety tries to tell  one’s heart, falling deep in love makes needs weak, but intuitively one’s depth of being learns; only a breathless soul fathoms the breadth of forevermore. Time after time, with the sheer strength of its will, love whispers to my soul’s stillness. Telling my every heartbeat, what rhythm it needs to catapult its belief, beyond the unknown. No other presence could ever move you by its essence, make one’s soul feel that way, heart’s every pulsation captured by its sway. Love’s kiss upon my soul, words lips could never convey. Whatever breath escapes, my soul exhales endlessly, faithfully until it breach forevermore. Love reaches, not just to meet my heart where it’s at, but stretches my mind, body, and soul beyond point of resistent, to my heart being what navigates the gravity of my love into transcendent spaces. Even, forever more!

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Encountering Deeper

When all’s stripped away, it bares your soul, leaves your heart forever exposed. Within elements, sentiment, unwavering evidence. Its convincing breadth, transcendent depth, love breathlessly moving your will, spilling of you its overflowing well. What love is, not the same as what it’s meant to become, deeper. What its essence reveals, its meaning can’t conceal, its truth never repealed. Realization my soul has come to know, my heart still perpetually needing; an encounter. Sometimes, the plan isn’t always to get so deep; yet nevertheless, place my heart needed to be. Love could never take one’s breath, encounter not significant, beyond the exhale. Love’s compelling nudge moving the heart with engaging presence. Love doesn’t bump into you seemingly, to becoming heartfelt, you pursuit it vigorously, to be deeply felt. Heart and soul, captured by its cascading stream, drowning breathless deeper it seems. In the stillness, floods the moment, love’s profound encounter!

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Wednesday Proverb; Life’s Obstacles! 

Hearts around the world, do you perpetually live off the cuff, with every meaningless gamble does the day call your bluff, your soul easily winded with every continual huff and puff? Life has many obstacles; never let them take your breath. Every heart races, the question is, what is it meaningfully chasing? A soul in haste, possibly a heart with an erratic pace; make every heartbeat count. Some days, it seems every obstacle is a hurdle; clear your heart of all the clutter, under your breath don’t let your soul mutter, rewards are not about the glitter. Life’s enduring journey’s an adventurous marathon, breathe. If the moment begs your heart to quit, never allow your mind to give in a bit; dedication requires grit. Stand your ground; victory has a distinct sound. Go the distance, to fear put up a resistance, every day embolden persistence; to not let indifference trip your heart. Moments in motion, life compelling heartfelt nation, love propels a heart beyond emotion. In it to win it, stumbles don’t disqualify. Every step forward a choice, worth unapologetic has no remorse. Love doesn’t lower expectations, no need trying to measure up to unattainable perfection. From the very start, showcase your heart. Be resolute, give love absolute. When the moment calls, kick down every proverbial barrier, to let your heart sprint to the finish line. Your soul will surely get past life’s obstacles, draped in the banner of love’s breathless sublime… every time!

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By Design; Love’s Dancing Reign!

Dancing with the Stars

My little ballerina, four foot eleven she, but her posture by design, of a  heart gracefully divine. Her toes curled, her spirit twirled, her heart a dazzling pearl. Through the ups and downs, like endearing hearts that danced with life, her perseverance answered the call. With every stretch of imagination, with every rise and fall, hopes and dreams befall. Her tendu stretched, chassé motioned, arabesque extended; développé developed, jeté leaping bounds. Her love pointed, her soul glided, confidence rising; her heart chasing butterflies. Within the stages of life, her heart lit up the room, her soul danced heavenly. The highest point of life, one’s innermost reaching its most elevated potential. My little ballerina, even though her twirl no longer this world, within my heart her love still dances. Within heaven’s gates her soulful prance does enhance. No one to judge her light, she’s dancing with the stars! 

Within Love’s Reign

Caught within its rapture, heart and soul drenched by its essence. Heart to heart, hand in hand; sing, dancing within love’s reign. Every breath held tight, the moment feeling right; love’s breathtaking reign, drowning your innermost within a deep river. Love’s reign befalling the heart, its gentle dew lingers within plain sight; a soul bared breathless for all to see, your heart has been throughly saturated, within the reigning depth of love’s cascading hue!

*** By design, a collaboration of my late daughter’s spirit and my soul, giving my heart inspiration to create these designs. Each design, pieces of different elements woven together; pictures, drawings, paint swatches, inserted and manipulated within several design apps, together creating the final design. A legacy in the making, love’s ornate breadth by design! ***

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Never, Ever! 

Never, do I ever want to see the day; love’s enlightened vision loses sight, every horizon portrays its luminous light. Why should any soul give up the fight, ever let its heart not beat with all its might? Life’s ornate breadth taken in through proverbial eyes only, one’s heart never opened up wide enough to realize, intuitively love also expands the depth within one’s soul. Why we should never allow doubts to creep, from within love should organically seep. All hearts are not quintessentially deep, but never-ever underestimate how significant a role your love should play. Love painted from the heart, never tainted by an insignificant brush. Moments can make life feel rushed, awkward moments can make a soul blush; but never would the essence of love’s gentleness fail to make a grieved heart hush. True love hurts never, holds you close what-ever, deeply loves for-ever. Even, when cascading rain leaves eyes misted, even within the midst love’s persuading reign never remiss, to soothe heartfelt with its endearing kiss. Never, should anyone ever let its heart drift from a peaceful sure, unless it’s to drown breathless in love’s deepest ocean. Love is a life preserver; moreover, will never be a confidence betrayer. Though clouds loom, time still leaves room for flowers to bloom. Question is, could any heart think its soul could ever live a fulfilling life, without love being its quintessential reason; Never, Ever!

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My Sublime Gaze, Becomes You!

How can a heart’s gaze ever be fixed on love’s true beauty, if its soul isn’t keen to the depth of love, deeply moved by the breadth therein? My eyes won’t simply gaze on outward beauty, without my heart provoked all my days, love’s gaze be observant intentional forever and always. Your heart’s requirement, be also of my soul’s desire. My heart’s starry gaze, not of intergalactic muse, but the cascading gravity within love’s poetic breadth. Its captivating imagery, its breathtaking symmetry. Right from the start, every gaze became your heart; distance could never keep intwined hearts apart. Into you the see, swayed by boundless intimacy’s plea, peer deep into love’s wondrous sea. The endless gaze into love’s heart, irrevocable glimpse into my optic soul. With every glance, love’s intuitive prance, never by chance. My heart does swell, my soul submerged in love’s deepest well. Of my love, breathlessly it soars like a dove. Gaze into me wholeheartedly love does whisper, share with me your stare, take my breath with its tender smile. Observe my charm, contemplate my essence with open arms. What words fail to utter, heartfelt actions beheld will surely cover, its endearing presence does hover. Love, my heart and soul you have forevermore captured; my sublime gaze, becomes you! 

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Still.

Still, my heart wanting to be, my soul forever willing to become. When my soul’s perception looks at the nature of this moment, love still resembles its most beautiful portrayal. The vow still, my heart will, let every ounce of endearing love spill. Knowing, by you I will stand, still; love’s I do fulfill. Navigating my place, contemplating your space, love patiently keeping pace. Years have taught my heart this, love doesn’t shine more radiant every starry gaze. It’s more profoundly illuminating with every inward look, seeing that even in love’s momentary haze, its luminous aura still has the ability to shine so divine. Within the beautiful daylight, every beautiful moonlight, wee hours of the twilight; years later shining beautifully still. 

Love’s well holds so much, watered down love doesn’t serve to do much,  if not felt like a sublime touch. Love’s journey takes your soul far, every intuitive breadth beyond the stars. Love, through your eyes my heart is swept away, breathlessly into the depth of your soul. My gravity still this, blissful moments that take my heart’s every breath, held dearly beloved within love’s weightless kiss. Even when moments got real tough, the tides seemed overwhelmingly rough; still, wasn’t enough for my love to give up on us. Was never a fuss, give all my heart vowed; must, trust. We’re definitely worth it, our hearts absolutely worth it; this love endearingly worth it, still.

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