Love Poems

. When words are sharp, and clash like iron blades, I swallow swords. I grimace, turn away. You fear I...

. You’re In Control In all, you’re in control; your imperious charms Have inspired a near-insatiable itch in my arms...

. Tonight I Sail the Dreamy Sea Tonight I sail the dreamy sea Where we can find tranquility. The sails...

. I’m Here __Your smile, it hypnotizes. It rises with the Inca doves and sun. __Sleep done, your love surprises...

.   https://youtu.be/3XWcnISYGSE . Rondel for Saint Valentine's Day by Geoffrey Chaucer (c.1340–1400) | modernized in the original lyric form...

. An Oldie's Valentine Love Poem We met when she was seventeen, The fairest maid I’d ever seen. With eyes...

. To a Girl Named Olivia What shall I say to you of untold love In this more than empty...

. Aspects of Love . I. Unrequited a rondeau redoublé Tonight, my eyes are open and aware. The kiss I trusted...

. The 10 Best Love Poems of 2021 What makes a great love poem? Love is such an emotionally charged...

. You Are Too Far from Me Send me your love for I’ve nothing to write,And my words are vacant...

. Obsession an Alfred Dorn sonnet As candles gently glow in amber light The picture centered high upon the wall...

. Sadness Has Silent Feet Sorrow comes on softened steps, __But joy leaps madly in. Where is she with the...

. Reviewed Book: A Thing With Feathers, by J. John Nordstrom, independently published, 2021 by Andrew Benson Brown A Thing...

. Anyone But You The phone may ring; The call will bring __Anyone but you. The mail will come; It...

. My Sonnet as Texted Her face, uplit as she scrolls through her phone, no feelings shown, she wears light...

. Panic What is this feeling that sometimes afflicts Us with awful intensity and fear? A feeling close to panic,...

. Lightning Could Strike Just when hope Is out the door, Has flown the coop, Has said “No more.” Just...

. Daphne and Apollo “O foolish Cupid,” fair Apollo mocked. “To think that you, a wanton boy, should dare To...

. He was the stream and she the underbrush; The rain that fell upon his upturned face. She was the...

. We Sum total of all life is death, And breath sustains us for a time. We’ll live until we’ve...

. Ballade for His Lady Deceased by Charles d’Orléans (1394–1465) Alas, Death, who made you so bold? My noble princess you possess;...

. https://youtu.be/eRp7_tqfxTs On Rumble here: https://rumble.com/vnvehl-a-poem-for-aging-beauties-endless-bloom-society-of-classical-poets.html?mref=iosaf&mc=6b8az Poet: Angel L. Villanueva of Massachusetts Audio/Visual Work: Society of Classical Poets Voice-Over: Evan...

. In Love's Counting House by Charles d’Orléans (1394–1465) One day I asked my heart to heed A claim for...

. Regret Hangs on Where Opportunity Once Existed There are lots of sad words we lament with such ease,But there’s...

. The Untrue Artist “The true artist will let his wife starve, his children go barefoot, his mother drudge for...

. My Lips Have Kissed Her My lips have kissed her lips. Now I know why the timid sun arises...

. The relentless rain sought to admonish those creatures who dared venture out. The wind carried a sorrowful message, determined...

. from Eternal Spring Once upon a time in space God contrived the human race, Gave two things to help...

. I stand upon the Bridge of Sighs as teardrops fill my weary eyes and think of life that used...

. When softly my sustaining comfort stirs Herself to offer solace coveted, Advancing toward the left side of my bed...

. While Waiting Through the Night This morning, searching on the laptop, I Found notes I made upon the night...

. Logic Class As class convenes I quickly indicate in clear logician's diction of my eagerness to share my disposition...

. Will this reclaim the long-lost Muse perched on the tree of I.O.U.’s? Can I now join Miss E. B....

. Moon Song Selene to Endymion Night, for ever, ever night. __Sleep as the Gods would sleep, __Beautiful boy; sleep;...

. A life alone is at its center bare, A quiet conversation with myself, A single, threadbare suit I always...

. A portent for our loss, this bird, so nigh Its end. The slowly creeping dusk had dared It to...

. My Paola’s love is constant as the sun That daily sheds its beams on hill and dale; No sooner...

. The Tale of Governor Do-as-I-Say-Not-as-I-Do-som It’s funny how Democracy In many states now colored blue Produces rank hypocrisy, A...

. Poet's Note: These poems are non-autobiographical. . When Love is Lost To see the summer sun and wish for...

    . Dusk Till Dawn  The ocean rainAnd sleep played me—A willing pawn.I dreamt of youFrom nautical duskTill nautical dawn....