Summer Romance Poems

Winter’s cold chill cuts through my chin.
Within its bleak and brazen embrace,
My brisk days are turned brief and barren.
They are lengthened into sordid sepulchral insomniac...

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It started thousands of ages ago,
when He had only just begun.
His creativetly was beyond all thought,
it was just divine.
If one looks over the many years,
we...

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Spring is on it's way out,
with warmer days on the horizon.
Summer is a great time of the year,
sleeping in from school ~ hooray.
Splashing fun time...

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I am not the perfect poet,
you and I both know it,
though surely we could share,
our time with rhyme and reason,
springtime, snowdrop, couplets,
summer days of sunshine...

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If only you knew the struggles I have had,
many were very sad.
My kind and loving dad,
knew I was never bad.
I should have kept a notepad,
about...

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My true love story
Almost seems like
A fairy tale romance.

Romeo and Julian almost. 

Two lovers met 
From different worlds
And find themselves.

Also has elements
Of “Mid-summer night dreams”
Sonnets...

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"God sends pets without wings so no one will suspect they are angels ..."  Unkown

Angels come in all sizes
Never knowing when they will appear
Great fur coats to...

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Sunny and bright are your colors
Using your pretty face to wear
Never a frown always a smile on your
Face of pedals showing
Love for us to enjoy
On...

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"If nothing happens, the dust will
     drift and the heat deepen," from
     REASONS TO LIVE by Amy...

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How about some delicious tea
I want it with crackers and brie
Honey is very sweet
Better than sweaty feet
I got bit by a yellow bee



That bee just...

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Dizzy eyes lock across the boardwalk 
knowing August would see them gone;
Drawn like the tide to the shore 
gazing as souls collide, 
‘Redefine the fling,...

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Now you have gone away,
I have not much to say.
Remembering sitting on the bay, 
even when the big clouds were gray.
I know you could not...

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I went for my early morning run,
just me and my young son.
It was to be a lot of fun,
then home for a hot cross bun.
We...

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Like the king of Cordoba’s treasury
Reflected in a robber’s eye
A laden dish of memory
Spills into the summer night

From a moving carriage window
A flaming garter flies
With...

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Nervous I sat,
waiting to be called.
I wasn’t sure what it was he said,
but it meant a lot to me.
Then I realized,
he was not talking to...

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