Seasons of Us

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Spring days are for hopeful starts,

Blushes and giggles with longing hearts.

My simple belief that we’ll never part.

This time, I know, will be a work of art.

 

Summer afternoons we spend in the sun,

Running on the beach for a bit of fun,

Letting my hair out of its simple bun,

Sharing little kisses until the day is done.

 

imageAutumn evenings bring colors so bright,

Only tainted by constant fights.

But still, I try to believe this is right,

Even as frost begins to bite.

 

Winter nights I sit and cry,

Feeling like my heart has died.

That promise of love was all a lie.

I can’t stop asking myself, why?

 

Spring days are for new starts,

You coming back to ask for my heart.

But this time, you’re not a part.

I walk away and begin a new work of art.


 

*(Note: This was another one of my early pieces. I wrote it long before I’d ever been in a relationship, so it was really just me messing around and trying to write a love poem. I don’t know if this can be considered a love poem, but you know. It was still a beginner when I wrote this.)

Picture source: Sandra Graves/Isis Rising

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My Heart

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Watch my heart.

Watch it well.

It holds my dreams,

My love to tell.

 

Protect my heart

From prying eyes.

Keep it safe,

Gentle and kind.

 

Water my heart.

Let it grow.

Treasure it always.

Keep it close.

 

Love my heart

Forever and more.

I give it to you.

My heart is yours.


 

*(Note: I wrote this a long time ago when I was first exploring poetry and trying to decide what my style was. I don’t write poetry quite like this anymore. Nowadays, I tend to stay away from love (unless it’s lost or broken love), but I still very much like this poem.)

Picture source: Enjoying the Halcyon Days and Looking for Sea Giants

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Love and War

Attention!

Present, arms!

The battle’s begun;

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the fight’s with your heart.

Port, arms!

Forward, march!

Follow me,

or be torn apart.

We must stand together

in our fight against love.

The arrows are gone,

replaced by guns.

The bombs are falling

in a nuclear roar.

Battle stations, ready!

This is war.


*(This was a fun poem to write. It just sort of started one day, and it only took a little bit of research to really come together. I really like it. It’s just kind of fun, you know?)

Picture source: Cranberry Chronicles — Christ’s Pearl

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