Loveuary. Day 18. Young Love

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

Link to Ritu’s post.
Link to rules and prompts

loveuary

Today  is  Day 18 of  Lovuary. I  have chosen  for  my  prompt  today, the  joy  of  seeing  your  children in  love. I wrote  this  poem  in 2012 about  my  eldest  son  and his  then  partner. Sadly  it  did not  last  but  that  is  love,  that  is  life. The  day I  mention here is  a  day  full of  love .

 

They burst in through the back gate like a summer breeze.

Just the sight of their togetherness is enough to make me feel at ease.

Laughing at the back door as I opened it looking for the keys.

Dropping in for lunch on route to a holiday,

Full of noisy chatter and lots of things to say.

Lunch was a joint effort for the four of us a treat .

Including all types of food it really was quiet a feat .

Talking loud’  well that always was his way

But that does not worry her they seem like friends at play!

We were not expecting them they’d rang the night before to say

That they would be dropping in  today

For a break on their way.

It was great to have a catch up so good for us all to meet.

To see your children with their partners is really something sweet.

Then with much a commotion forgetting this and that .

They  are  gone  in a  flash  forgetting  a  hat.

Then all was quiet the hurricane past

Driving off waving to their holiday at last

Be happy, be loving to each other be true.

wp-1486340307386.png

 

 

 

 

 

Loveuary. Day 16: Devotion

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

Link to Ritu’s post.

Link to rules and prompts

loveuary

Today  is  Day 16 of Loveuary and  I  choose  Devotion for  my  prompt. Three Haiku

DEVOTION

His Devotion

He stood in  the rain

Outside her  window  to show

His true devotion

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Her Devotion

To show devotion

She wore  the  habit and  beads

She became his bride

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

I would die  for  you

Always devoted to  you

Why are  you not  true

loveuary-logo

 

 

 

 

Loveuary Day 15.Marriage with a D.

​The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

Link to Ritu’s post.
Link to rules and prompts

Today is Day 15 of Loveuary. Now to choose a prompt ? Marriage, I have added a D as poetic license because I want to do an Acrostic Nonet and that demands 9 lines and so needs  nine letters.

Marriage with a D

Image found here

More than a wedding day is marriage

And vows need plenty of hard work

Rekindling love every day

Remembering to care

Igniting passion

Aging as one

Growing close

Every

Day

Loveuary Day 14. Be My Valentine.Acrostic.

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

Link to Ritu’s post
Link to rules and prompts

Today  is  Day 14 Valentine’s Day. My  choice  of  prompt  is  Be  My  Valentine.  Here is  one of  my  older  Acrostic Poems.

wp-1485906816957.png

Breathtakingly needing

Eros’s arrow pricks

❤         ❤

Mixing love  potions at  this  time

Y0u must, you must be mine.

❤       ❤

Value added roses and chocolates

All add up  to  to special dates.

Love encounters special things

Enchanted,  petals hearts and  fairy  rings.

Never knowingly  under sold

Treats and treasures gently unfold.

Intimate touches and arousing  kisses

Naked  passion erupts exploding  wishes

Eaking out the joy orgasmic joy, for every  girl who loves  her boy!

Valentine

loveuary-logo

Loveuary Day 13. Sensual Love.

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

Link to Ritu’s post
Link to rules and prompts

wp-1485906816957.png

Today  is Day 13 of Loveuary and  for  today’s post  I  have  chosen  the  prompt Sensual Love.

Sensual Love  Haiku

Breath life into me

Fill me  with love and  set  me  free

I long  for  your  touch.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sensuality  Acrostic Poem

Savouring  every  feel of  your  touch

Every kiss burns a whole in my  skin

Need you, want  you  so  much

Seething hot  fires burn  akin

Unworthy thoughts are not  welcome  here

All we have is  us , all we need is  us

Longing and  loving bringing  arousal near

In ecstasy  we rise our our bodies  flush

Two  become one, in a single rythmn

You and  I sensuality, it is  a given.

 

loveuary-logo

 

 

 

 

 Loveuary: Day 12. Love Lost.

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

Link to Ritu’s post
Link to rules and prompts

Today  is  Day  12 of  Loveuary. Now  I  know Judy  of  Edwina’s Episodes  has  covered  this  subject  but as  I  had  planned  to  do  this  post, I have  asked  her  if  she  would  mind  me  doing  mine  and  she  gracefully  said  she  was happy  for  me  to. So my  post  today  is  Love  Lost. 

wp-1485906816957.png

Did they know me, those tiny souls, did they grieve as they left, for me and their lives un -lived. I grieved for them though in those days to grieve for that loss was not done . Yet grieve I did for those souls lost that I had been gifted.

Had I done something wrong , was it something I moved or something I had lifted. I suppose I shall never know. It seemed so unkind that the first one was lost while I was out. In pub toilet, I was frightened and alone my husband and friends on the other side of the wall celebrating.  Was that soul as scared as me. God forgive me the inside of a toilet the first sight to see. I was mortified so guilty it was not even a shape so I flushed it away in fear. I bit on my lip to off set the pain I wanted to stop this but that was in vain. So I cleaned up the blood and painted my lips then wiped my mascara smudges with my finger tips.

The rest of the evening I sat and cried inside , “your quiet tonight is anything wrong ” I was asked  but of course I denied. I was gutted and hurt and slightly in pain  but so so empty inside. When we got home I shared my grief I was met with disbelief. Not of the facts but that I had  not said, well best not make  a fuss lets get you to bed.

It was not my fault the doctor said “natures way of clearing away anything that was not perfect. A practice run”. He was so bright and brisk ,off hand I was taken aback. Was nature so cruel so matter of fact. I had done nothing wrong he said, I needed more reassurance to assuage my guilt but he only suggest two days off work and a rest in bed.

Did that soul grieve did it  forgive me , I grieved for it for its soul and the life it did not see.

After the Christening of our first born , three  years later, I was exhausted and so hot, mind you it had been a lot of work and I had put in my all not being one to shirk. Things got worse and I knew at once what was happening to me. I did my best to get away from the visitors , the centre of attention was not what I wanted to be. We called the doctor when everyone had gone  he suggest I rest, with a young babe, come on!

I had lost one he told me  but the other was still there. I felt sorrow, grief  and guilt. For this to happen again it just did not seem fair. Try as I might I had only my self to blame I grieved  for a soul that my body had denied  life again. I thought I could  feel no worse but there was more to come, for a few days later I lost the other one .

A quick D and C will see you all right  you will be in hospital and out not even overnight. Yes that was true  and my body mended fast but the guilt for these souls was something that lasts.

Time is a great healer and I know that is true for life has given me plenty to do. I have three children and they are all boys they have given me hassle and they given me joys. I have had my hands full but they have all grown and flown, well. I remember my mother whispering to me “be glad with what you have and don’t fill your home with boys looking for a girl.” I knew she was right but back then it gave me no joy I felt a big hole created  by the tiny lost souls.

I have never discussed this in any depth till today, as when it all happened things like grief had all to be tucked away. I feel grief and guilt still, for the babies, there that  is the first time I have said that. But one question still remains with me till this day.

Did they know me, those tiny souls, did they grieve as they left, for me and their lives un-lived. I grieved for them though in those days, to grieve for that loss was not done . Yet grieve I did for those souls lost that I had been gifted, had I done something wrong.

 

wp-1486340307386.png

Loveuary Day 11 :To Be Loved

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

Link to Ritu’s post
Link to rules and prompts

loveuary

Today, Day 11 of  Loveuary and the prompt I  am using is”To Be  Loved”. I have  written  a  Nonet   about  the  desires  we have  when  single. Before  we  find  our  partner  we often  only  see  the  lovey, fluffy  side of  love. We soon  wake up  to  reality  but  for  nor  now  lets  all wallow  in  the  soft  light  of  innocence.

To Be Loved

To be loved  is  all  that I  desire

Two made one  engulfed in loves fire

Growing in each others  care

Love growing   always  there

Forging a future

Making a life

Building a

Forever

Love.

wp-1486340307386.png

 

 

Loveuary:Day 10.Never Ending Love

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

Link to Ritu’s post
Link to rules and prompts

loveuary

Today  Day  10. I have  chosen  the  prompt Never Ending  Love. Love  often  transcends death . In  this  poem that I  wrote in  2015  I am  touching on  Never  Ending  Love  as  in real (  well fantasy real ) life  after  death.  A  little  bit of  Fun  and  Fantasy! and  beautiful Vampires.

The Man In  my dream

In  that  second  I  surrendered  my  soul

Gave it up totally,untouched  pure  and whole.

My senses  went  haywire, I was at  sea

His  beauty  touched  every  inch of me.

 

Unable to move  I  grew roots, I had  to stay

My  eyes I  could  not  tear  away .

Nor  did  I  care  to, desire  was  all I  felt

My blood  rushing to my  heart  full pelt.

 

The  stars  moved  across  the  skies

I saw  the sun set  and  the moon rise.

Reaching  out  I touched his perfect  skin

I stole  a kiss, I  was lost  now in  sin.

 

He opened his eyes as I  kissed  his lips

He smiled  as I  caressed him with my  fingertips.

His Raven screamed  at  me  then took to  angry flight

He took me  to him  and held  me and  we decended into the night.

 

The  sun found  me  cold  and  wet

All life  extinguished  an empty shell.

I looked  down at  my corpse  with no  regret

Though dead  I  am  so alive under  his  spell.

 

Forever  means  forever  when a vampire  you love

Yet I  am happy and  my  spirit flies  like  a black dove!

wp-1486340307386.png

 

Loveuary. Day 9. Forbidden Love.

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

Link to Ritu’s post
Link to rules and prompts

loveuary

Today is  Day 9  of  Loveuary. Shall we  talk  about  forbidden  love. Sadly in this  world there is  still a lot of prejudice. To  be Gay in  many  parts  of  the  world is  not only  illegal   but  also  downright  dangerous. I  shall not  name  these  countries as sadly  there  are  so many.

Also  in some  countries  it is  very  dangerous  to  have  an  adulterous  affairs…. usually  women  come off  worse, even being  stoned  to  death while  the  men  sometimes unpunished  or  maybe  flogged . Also  there  are  honour  killings , we  all know  about  these  too  so I  do  not  want  to dwell on  these  either  .

The  Nonet Forbidden Love  is  a new Poem,  Butterflies  of  Love, is  a poem  I  wrote  in 2015

Forbidden Love  A Nonet 

We walk in  shadows  away from  light

Hidden we belong  to  the  night .

You can never hold  my  hand

A love  like ours is  banned.

People  must not  know

I love you so

forbidden

Is our

Love

loveuary-logo

Butterflies of  Love 

On no man did she depend

Rather to herself true

She turned inward to befriend.

 

Tiny butterflies of love

Escape from heaven

Ecstasy pure as  the dove

 

Unspoken their lust did rise

Such joy forbidden

Taboos blown to wind and skies

 

 

 

Loveuary,Day 8. Loved Friends.

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

Link to Ritu’s post
Link to rules and prompts

wp-1485906816957.png

Today  is  Day  8 of Loveuary and  I  am  going  to  talk  about  friends. I am  not  sure  where  to  start on  this  subject  because  I  have  found  so  many  wonderful  and  supportive  friends  on line. They have  supported  me  through  some  really  terrible   times in  my  life, times  my  dear, dear  blogging  friends  I  do  not  think I  would of  survived  without you all!

I am  not  going  to  mention  any of  you  by  name  for fear of  missing  anyone  out   but  I  really  do  think  that  you know  who  you are. You  have helped  me come  to terms  with  so many  things, physical pain, mental pain, family  problems you have also  joined me in  my  minor  and major victories, and  joys , becoming  a grandma  then  having  that  snatched away  from me… now  being  allowed  back in. Through  thick  and  thin  you have  supported  and  helped  me. I  was  so  delighted  to meet  you  all at  last  years  Bloggers Bash. I am really  looking  forward  to seeing  you  all again  this  June! So  I wanted  to make it  clear  from the  beginning  that I  truly do  value  you  all so  much.

In the real  world  as opposed to the Blogospher I am  very  lucky  to  have  a  small but  very  strong  circle  of  friends. There is  my  dearest ex sister in law  who I have known since  I was 13yrs  and  she was 15yrs, ( 50 years of  friendship ) we have  carried  each other  through  really  dark  times  and incredibly  happy times  too. I  shall never  be able  to  list  the  things  she  has  done  for  and helped  me  with and  I  hope  I  have  done  the same  for her.

I have  two other  very  close  friends V and L  and  I have  know both of  these  for  decades too. We have  brought our children  up  together , been out  to  work  and  now  we are  retired… young  retired  of  course!! We always  enjoy each other’s  company  and  meet  as often  as  we can. We phone  often  and  if  there  has been  a lapse of  time  for  any  reason  we  immediately  pick up  where  we left off.

These  three  women  are  my  run to  people  when I  need help and  I  am the  same  for  them. Our  ears, shoulders and hands  are  always  there  to  support each other.

I do have  many  acquaintances some of  who I  though  were  close friends but  I  had a rude  awakening  after  breaking  my  back  for  the  second  time. I had  to   have  three operations, and  then  learn to  walk  again.    Suddenly  they  all dropped  away , those  who  stayed  in touch  like  the  three above  are  my  true  friends… like  you  my  dear  blogging  friends, my  “Diamonds In  The Dust”.  Here is  the  poem I  wrote  with  that  in mind    back in  2011.

 

Diamonds In The Dust.

      Not always there in person but always by your side

         To always lend that helping hand. To be a loving special guide.

       To understand when no one does to place in you their trust.

      When all is lost and all are gone they are the diamonds in the dust.

 

     Money’s lost and you’ve missed the bus, there is just one you can phone.

     When you can talk and you can walk they’ll discretely drop you home.

     They’ll pick you up and hose you down and make sure you are sober.

   To find the shoe that you have lost all stones they will turn over.

  They help you out asking for nothing in return, they are the diamonds in the dust

 

  To smile with you and delight in your pleasure and celebrate your minor wins

 To share the moments that you treasure they defend you when all others bin you.

True to you they always stay no matter if you are far away,

With them it is never  “Out of sight,out of mind” they don’t forget they

Are always kind those diamonds in the dust.

 

 So when you stand alone without a helping hand. Hope is gone and all seems lost.

The ones who never left your side, who always waved your banner still stand for you at any cost.

So remember as you sieve your life. The good the bad all the damn strife.

As you separate the wheat from the chaff, as they blow away in a winds gust.

The ones that stay and never sway are the diamonds in the dust.

wp-1486340307386.png

 

 

Previous Older Entries Next Newer Entries

Follow me on Twitter

Follow Us

Follow Us

Follow Us

Follow Us

France & Vincent

Writing Magic, Myth and Mystery

Sun in Gemini

SteveTanham - writing, mysticism, photography, poetry, friends

But I Smile Anyway...

Musings and memories, words and wisdom... of a working family woman

New2Writing

KL Caley - Novel Ideas

Hot Dogs and Marmalade

Salty like hot dogs (and tears). Sweet like marmalade (and life).

Two on a Rant

Rants, humor, sarcasm, and a haiku-like substance? It's hard to know what's going to come out of our minds next.

Ivor.Plumber/Poet

An Old Plumber, An Ex-Carer, An Amateur Poet, Words From The Heart

Trent's World (the Blog)

Random Ramblings and Reviews from Trent P. McDonald

Marsha Ingrao - Always Write

Having fun, while encouraging, and promoting bloggers

Caramel

Learner at Love

Chel Owens

A Wife, My Verse, and Every Little Thing

Sacred SoulSongs

Sacred Paths and Detours

Mr. Ohh!'s Sideways View

For those of you who aren't me...and I've noticed a surprisingly large number of people who aren't.

The Small Dog

Life from the Tail End

USUAL MUTTWITS

DOG TAILS by ZoZo and Jools

kimbladeswriting

poetry and short stories

Ben Naga

Gifts from the Musey Lady and Me. "Laissez-moi vous raconter ma vraie histoire."

About the Jez of It

Poetry, stories and strange odds and ends from the desk of a writer

The Sound of One Hand Typing

Music, Musings, Memoir, and Madness

"LIFE" ( You like it, I love it! )

"LOVE"-Keeping it real, and keeping it simple!

Our Eyes Open

Come along on an adventure with us!

Diary of a Dublin Housewife

Diary of a Dublin Housewife

J-Dubs Grin and Bear It

As Always, More to Come

Smorgasbord Blog Magazine

Blog magazine for lovers of health, food, books, music, humour and life in general

Colline's Blog

a potpourri of thoughts and experiences

pensitivity101

An onion has many layers. So have I!

lynz real cooking

lynz real life

Darswords

Musings about Havenverse

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

Echoes of Life, Love and Laughter

like mercury colliding...

...moments of unexpected clarity

G-Bears Blog

Real Life - Hard Facts !

All in a Day's Breath

Art, Love of Life, Philosophy, Writing, Spirituality

Kevin Parish

Poetry, lyrics and other words...