With Valentine's Day coming up, I challenged message board members to write a poem about love: love of a spouse, a pet, an heirloom, an ocean, etc. They were to consider writing as if their words were spoken as one to another.

The following poems are the results of the challenge. I hope you enjoy them and if you do, why not send them a note? It only takes a minute or two and I can tell you honestly that a word or two of appreciation can mean a lot to a writer.












A Valentine in my Pocket

By Phyllis Ann (Starbird55@comcast.net)


This is a poem about a time when women wore aprons to cook,
And breakfast was often served in a nook.


In the year of 1965,
It was a time when we were young and glad to be alive.


A little one was on its way,
And Dad was proud and looking forward to the day.


On Valentine’s Day he came home bearing a card and a box of Valentine chocolate;
It was the only time he did this for his mate.


The Valentine card was dropped into the apron pocket while she was making dinner;
She thought this a lovely gesture and a sure winner.


He presented the heart-shaped box with a big smile,
And she thought her cooking dinner was very worth while.


This Valentine’s Day is long remembered from year to year,
And the apron pocket with the Valentine so dear.











True Love

By Sharon (ByGolly25@aol.com)


Oh hot chocolate what would I do
If you were not around for me
Of course topped with marshmallow too
Taking away the chill you see


Any chocolate is comfort food
As a bar, or boxed, or in bits
Calms even the most angst of mood
And takes away fidgety fits


Chocolate come to me dear one
Oh bring me pleasure won't you please
To be enjoyed till day is done
Love for you brings me to my knees


Chocolate will you be mine
Please won't someone buy you for me
I'll be anyone's Valentine
Just for a taste of chocolate glee











Valentines 2010

By Tom (tomWYO@aol.com)


I love you in the morning; I love you in the night,
oh how I miss you, when you are out of my sight
Will you be mine for evermore,
will you be my perpetual Valentine?


I will hug, hold and kiss you
every time I can
you are my true love
the life of my life


Do not stop and think it over
do not fret and draw a chart
just say you will be
my valentine time right now.


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You are mine, I am yours
as we walk those uncharted shores
just you and I together,
you and I as one


Good time, hard times
and many other times
we have met and shared
you are the one love of my life


My Valentine, my lovely Valentine
my girl friend my wife
my heart cares for you
You are the star of my life.










The Love of Love

By Norma (Twi1ite@sbcglobal.net)


You keep me safe while I would trip,
Falter, fear, footing slip,
You go ahead in front of me,
Hold nettles back, kick stones away,
Light and smooth the path ahead.
You encourage in your gentle bass,
“Come now, my daughter, dear,”
Not much further you must go
The storm gone, you’ll be clear.
You will learn for I will tell
The secrets you try to find,
And wipe your face of burning tears,
You’ll not be left behind.”
Oh, Love we color you scarlet.
We shape your heart on cards,
Struggle so for words to tell
What we feel, but words
Are words that fail.










Perfumes and Promises

By Amy (Fabulousfilly@aol.com)


COUPLES MEET SAY HELLO
HE ASKS YOU TO DANCE OH SO SLOW
YOUR SCENT LINGERS THORUGHOUT HIS NIGHT
HE PROMISES TO MAKE EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT.


ERASE YOUR PROBLEMS TAKE AWAY YOUR FEAR
HE CALLS YOU PET NAMES LIKE HONEY AND MY DEAR


HE SEEMS TO BE THE ONE FOR YOU


PROMISES YOU LOVE, PROMISES TO BE TRUE


THEN ONE DAY WITHOUT A CLUE
HE BREAKS HIS PROMISE AND MAKES YOU BLUE


AS YOU LET THE TEARS ALL FLOW
AS YOU PRAY TO THE LORD, WHERE SHALL I GO?
YOU REMEMBER THE PREFUME AND DAB SOME ON.
YOU GO TO THE PLACE WHERE IT WAS ALL BORN,


STANDING THERE IS THE MAN OF YOUR DREAMS
HE RUNS RIGHT TO YOU, AN ENDEARING SCENE,
THIS STORY TURNED OUT HE WAS A MAN OF MEANS
BEST OF ALL HE MADE YOU HIS QUEEN










True Love

By Sharon (ByGolly25@aol.com)


Your snore is music to my ear
My mood changes you do not fear
With love I wash your dirty socks
You reset all the house clocks


You are my Valentine


You held my hand when I was ill
I admired the shelves you made without skill
You kiss me tenderly when I am a mess
I listen when your temper comes from stress


You are my Valentine


You never call when you are going to be late
This for years I tolerate
You comfort me when I start to cry
I don't get angry when something expensive you buy


You are my Valentine


I don't mind that you clutter every space
You let me know you love my wrinkled face
My hair is gray and yours is thin
Beneath our obesity our bodies are within


You are my Valentine


I've become stagnate with arthritis pain
You don't hear well so I repeat again and again
A story I've told is your idea in a few day's time
When there's a mess you clean up the grime


You are my Valentine












An Ode to the Internet

By Diana Mercedes (writerworks@live.com)


I love you
And all of your knowledge
Useful and silly
And just willy nilly
I love in spite of
My browser spitting
And sputtering
Time and again
I hear myself uttering
Words unbecoming.


I love how you’re there
Whenever I need you
And when I pass
I just might deed you
My worldly goods
So enamored am I
You allow me to fly
From thought
To curious thought


From finches to winches
And wombats to pinches
Of herbs in the recipes
Gleaned from your pages
Enslaving all ages
You take equal measure
Of all that you give
Consuming my hours with
Pogo and Google
A bit of an addict
Am I


You seduce with the best
And show no remorse
For luring me in
Hour upon hour
You know it’s a sin
But how can you
Help it
They made you this way
You will not relent
No time to repent
Too busy are thee
Answering queries
Conspiracies theories abound
And round the world
Crises and hot spots
Clamor for space
Its daunting for you
Just to keep pace
With mountains
Of information
That rise and fall
In the arc of a day.


In spite of lines Brownings
Have written,
Anyone smitten
Is taking a chance
It’s now up to me
To reign myself in
And ration my passion
For thee.















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