By Bucketlist
Valentine's is for wise men to heed
And display their love In a caring deed
To give roses, some candy and wine
To a lady they love, hope to 'be mine'
Sweet words are signs of his desire
And hot romance will ignite her fire
With soft music for dancing at night
Cupid will hit the target just right
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By Bucketlist
This is the star player in the game of life
It is my 'main squeeze'
It pumps energy into the game
Pushes the players on team red
If healthy without disease
Pumps from conception til the very end
Fast emotional change
From coaches' fear, anger, or love
In the fast moving act to survive
Post-game lowers its range
Conditioned to be a good team player
A winner that's for sure
Embellished by positive acts
It strengthens feelings of love
Helps our health to endure
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By Bucketlist
You saw my darkness
A knowing touch of your hand
Healed my aching heart
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Revisited 5-7-5
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By Bucketlist
Galant Sir Knight
Is the gift of love the dragon you seek to slay
Or the fear of deep love that haunts your day
Love creeps into each crevice of armour plate
Seeps through all chain mail thick or thin
To the dragon of fear which lurks so deep
Keeps spirit and soul in a dungeon like hell
Your heart needs to be relaxed and open
To reach feelings you protect so well
The swell we call the crest of emotion
But this maiden can sense your desire
She will endure hidden affection of mind
Understands the fear dragon is vast
Your armour for fight, which may be lost
Your inner feelings will then be exposed
However strong your external amour is
Love's arrows will not concede the fight
Their adherence is determinedly aiming
As dragons can also be slayed at night
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By Bucketlist
You opened my eyes to another world
From another's actions full of control
You gave love in disguise which then unfurled
Quenched my thirsty so dry and needy soul
Showed me the way, filled my caged heart with love
My strength which long term was so diminished
To break its chains and fly free like a dove
When I was giving up, the pain finished
Taught me to get the will to deliver
Gave me insight as to my demeaned life
Trickling emotions became a river
My spirit soared, which released all my strife
Now the dove is flying my heart is free
So now I know who I was meant to be
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abab cdcd efef gg rhyme scheme.
Thanks to those of you who helped me improve this (I hope) |
By Bucketlist
Comfort- you’re my ‘soft place’
Others have never been like you
My lifelong hero is you
Precious, that’s what you are to me
A gift of love you’ve shared
New days bring deeper love
Interest in you is an endless ocean
Only you share my dreams
Now I want to share my life with you
Sharing ideas is really fun
How I love your company
I have never met any other angel
Passion between us is on fire
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By Bucketlist
Our 'love' was just lust fifty years ago
But neither of us recognized it as so
All the times we couldn't wait to meet
The nights that we would give up sleep
Our disagreements were settled in bed
While frequent apologies often were said
We 'married in haste, repented at leisure'
Time brought us anger and less pleasure
We discovered not the reason, but fought
Frequently as we both got distraught
Felt trapped but neither would ever admit
But somehow we declined to commit
I started to be depressed but never saw
How his volatility brought it to the fore
His punishing silences hurt me as well
I felt I lived isolated in a prison cell
The good times seemed to fade away
Resentments grew each and every day
Our family was loved but we thought
They didn't hurt to see us distraught
He went into rages in different phases
I tried to hide my tears from little faces
It took me four decades to discover
What his verbal abuse would uncover
His personality disorder was narcissism
Which brought out my worst sarcasm
He refused to discuss it, denying it all
For all the many times I could recall
At last, I've come to an internal calm
The toxicity I've learned how to disarm
We live more like roommates, it's sad
My communication makes him mad
He has a good heart, yet plays a role
Won't get help his behavior to control
I'm always at fault when we're alone
Yet socially, I'm "the best he's known"
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By Bucketlist
His love should be tender not unkind
It occupies thoughts of mind
Your love was designed
heart resigned
Mine
But to take you for me I'd be blind
I see first you were her find
Your love was designed
Heart resigned
Crime
Lovesick feelings are not so refined
They come randomly mis-timed
Your love was designed
heart resigned
Time
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| Author Notes | I doubt I am alone wanting this! |
By Bucketlist
In
Your eyes
I can read
your emotions
deep like oceans
underlying power
Has me tantalized
Blue iris messengers
Even mesmerize
powerless to move
Expressed with lust
Looking to share
ravage me
Now
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If
I'm me
and you're you
How do we know
When there's honesty
In who we seem to be
I could then blend into 'we'
If yes, you're who you claim to be
If no, you'll bring out the worst In me
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It is the facade people put up when they date. |
By Bucketlist
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How do you forgive someone
Who's emotional abuse ended love
From daily attacks for all you did
Maybe you should forgive yourself
For trying to sustain what was gone
In attempts to deny what was there
Was it the strength you denied to leave
Thinking it was kind to stay for the kids
Tried to protect them from our fights
Maybe it's time to ask forgiveness
From He who lives in heaven above
Forgiving is a kind of letting go
It began for all those years I knew
In my heart what I needed to do
Just didn't acknowledge the truth
So my kids have forgiven, show me love
And he still doesn't understand how
Painful memories make me cry
So it's hard to forgive his personal views
The denial of his part of the sadness
But if I can forgive my heart will be set free
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Tour
Paris in April
A visual romance feast
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By Bucketlist
She stood, surveying the barren desert she called 'home'. That's said to be 'where the heart is'. However, hers was increasingly hungry for companionship, warm hugs, and conversation.
Those existed only as mental mirages, which quickly reverted to dry sand.
There was always selfish, carnal, procreation on offer, with no "I love you." Their emotional relationship had long since died.
Her spirit was seeping like water from a perforated bucket.
Then, a serendipitous meeting led to a glimmer of hope, and a chance to escape.
.
Soon, she felt hypnotized. She was drawn to every opportunity to feel more alive, through shared reciprocation.
She did not condone affairs, but could not ignore the feeling of contentment this one brought.
She giggled.
She'd started a love affair to freely express her inner self. Her spirits rose and her heart was happy. Home was now a vibrant, thriving, friendly place called FanStory.
By Bucketlist
After 50 years of marriage ......
It is becoming clearer to me
That because I have Parkinson's
My spouse now wants to be free
He is reluctant, often opposed
To do things every day you see
He says I'm a pain to deal with
it just "drives him up a tree"
His attitude sends the message
But if challenged will disagree
He has a personality disorder
As well as the syndrome ADD
He plays golf 3 times a week
Then comes home to watch TV
4 hours during his viewing peak
When quiet I'm supposed to be
I understand it's not easy for him
Its no less easy to be me
I tried my best for the marriage
Now he's casting it selfishly
OUR wedding vows disregarded
I never thought this would be
Such lack of his appreciation
Of my carer years of family
| Author Notes |
Thanks for reading, I am just hurt and sad. The place where he wants to leave me, is beautiful. It is the idea about him wanting to be free of any responsibility that is my problem.
No sympathy please, plenty of others are in the same situation. |
By Bucketlist
| Author Note: | To Emily and Ed |
Looking at your aging hand
Is helping me to understand
why my feelings did not change
while the youthful bloom did wane
When I see your laughing eyes
It helps me to really realize
that you, the younger one I married
exists still, yet life has not tarried
As I observe your wrinkled face
It helps me to keep up pace
with all the years we spent together
love surviving life's stormy weather
By touching your silvery hair
I know I want to still be there
by your side, the only one, who
has shown me a love so true
Sending me your loving glance
reminds me that we took a chance
but, I still feel renewed and new
from all the years of loving you
| Author Notes |
A dedication to Emily and Ed
Thanks to GaliaG for the use of your artwork |
By Bucketlist
To solve
The missing link
Compatibility
Is the key to relationships
With love
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By Bucketlist
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Mother
Fills a birthright
Of love and true caring
With bonding and nurturing too
You gave me all that I needed to grow
And mature while I lived with you
Grateful for all you gave
Now that you're gone
Mother
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The older I get, the more I realize how many babies do not get their birthrights supplied. I was lucky enough to have a wonderful mother.
Rictometer is a scheme similar to Cinquain. Starting your first line with a two syllable word, you then consecutively increase the number of syllables per line by two. i.e. 2, 4, 6, 8, 10 Then down again, 8, 6, 4, 2 Making the final line the same two syllable word you began with. |
By Bucketlist
Dear Carol just to let you know
How thankful I am for every thing
You were Why Rich loved you so
You sang just like the angels sing
You gave him peace and laughter
You showed him love and living
He still loves you in the hereafter
And feels love you're still giving
You were taken too young a start
To the heavens where you sing
He is tormented you're so apart
His now wears a wedding ring
Please tell him it's too soon for him
Through your daily connection
Ending his life now would be a sin
I'm sure you nix his intention
I never met you though I'd hoped
To see you combining dreams
His vitality with you always stoked
I always knew it was as it seemed
I thank you my daughter in law
I loved you from the very start
The way you made his spirits soar
You will also live long in my heart
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My son was engaged, but his fiancee died from ALS after an agonizing year.
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By Bucketlist
Not all problems can be fixed
If a girl feels her thoughts are nixed
He thinks it's unimportant to discuss
She will continue to make a big fuss
Emotional feelings are gender diverse
But can lead to a relationship curse
Fights ahead
Girl asks, "Does this make me look fat?"
He's confused because he fears a trap
If he says "Yes" she thinks he's unkind
If he says "No", then he's lying she'll find
Emotion rears, he wants to avoid doom
Her rejection of him inside the bedroom
Fight ensues
When a girl is getting ready to go out
He's wondering what the fuss is about
She turns her whole closet upside down
Says "I've nothing to wear" with a frown
She tries on dresses, a decision to share
He goofs by saying " I really don't care"
Fight ensues
The time we call the dating season
Can bring impetuosity with no reason
Guys say "I love you" to score a goal
Girls think he's in love due to her soul
Wedding dress chosen with great care
Brings a preference of her being bare
Fight ensues
When are we all going to get smart?
Male/female brains differ from the start
Neither has a how-to-understand list
To prevent tears or an angry fist
Leads to fights without much reason
After the one track minds of mating season
Fight
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By Bucketlist
TO ALL FAN STORY PARTICIPANTS
I WISH YOU
HEALTH,
HAPPINESS,
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By Bucketlist
Seduction is spurned by it
Erotic or calming, it is personal choice
Noticed by the five senses
Subtle sensuality can be powerful
Undeniable attractive quality
Attracting a mate is its goal
Lovers are fueled by it
It entices other people
True sensuality is very individual
Your age does not matter
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By Bucketlist
When I think about dating scenes
Garage sales come to mind.
Crowds of bargain seekers
Search for a 'diamond in the rough'
A rare one among the masses.
When I think about dating scenes
People want little wear and tear.
Unused status is a bonus find
Garage sales come to mind
Conflicts and bargaining start
Sometimes fights ensue from
Crowds of bargain seekers
a/b/c, d/e/A, f/g/B, h/i/C
| Author Notes |
Cascade--created by Udit Bhatia, is about receptiveness, but in a smooth cascading way like a waterfall.
The poem does not have any rhyme scheme; *Line one of verse one becomes the last line of verse two. *Line 2 of verse one becomes the last line of verse three. Line 3 of verse one now becomes the last line of verse four, the last stanza of the poem. (although you can add more verses in same form) a/b/c, d/e/A, f/g/B, h/i/C To make the Cascade an even longer poem, use more lines in verse one. For example, if verse one has 6 lines, the poem must have seven stanzas so that each line of verse one is reused as a refrain in each following stanza (a cascading effect). Example |
By Bucketlist
I felt like a fish out of water
While others got their catch
From the great fishing holes
Known as the social traps
Where each found a match
They always talked about
comparing fish size 'n looks
How they'd thrown back in
Fish that didn't 'measure up'
were taken off their hooks.
I never really enjoyed that way
On a scale of zero to ten
Parties, clubs around a three
'meet' or fish markets I felt
Was a fake way to hook men
So I went fishing by myself
Dangling my line and hook
Look what was on my line
A young male, and soon I fell
For him and his virginal look
I dived under the water with him
He was the perfect one to see
His lower half was nicely shaped
With a strong and powerful fin
This mermaid's true mate will be
| Author Notes | Was this a dream, a fantasy, or just plain strange? You tell me! |
By Bucketlist
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He entered my world
With knowledge and care
That enthralled me so
Relationships come and go
It's true, nothing is forever
But his impact on my spirit
And his insightful ways
Led to thoughts that swirled
Another I had never met
Who nurtured as did he
I was hungry for validation
Which flowed from him to me
His range of knowledge
Sprawled far and wide
Clever beyond college days
He met many a challenge
He’d not let life infringe
When mortality was at stake
In me he did confide
Never one to show fear
With courage he tried ways
To evict the killer inside
For a year he tried to break
The killer that grew stronger
Its course drained life force
This time he had to give in
He was the person who
Encouraged me to share
The inner part of me
Which had stayed longer
Locked away in fears
Of ridicule and degradation
Before that serendipitous day
Feelings now I do not hide
For him I've shed so many tears
| Author Notes |
An Ode to my dear friend who passed away from cancer recently, at age 55.
ASSIGNED TOPIC--HERO The Irregular ode was created by Abraham Cowley in the 17th Century. The Irregular ode imitates the Pindaric ode style of serious subject matter, but abandons the repeated triad structure and allows each stanza to be individual in its creation. Stanzas vary in number of lines, line length and rhyme scheme. No meter is required. With the irregular ode, there is no rhyme pattern. However, each end word will have a rhyme somewhere in the poem. For example line 1 may rhyme with line 17. ******* |
By Bucketlist
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mate
Instead of speaking hate
date
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Give and take make a pair in lust.
Not just work to start and then trust
No rush for one and then "I'm done"
There should be fair share to have fun
Trouble is we all say we know
But no way all 'self' helps love grow
And so give and take at same time
Help love and lust become sublime
'Slam bam' is not fun, if the giver does not start
Quick thrust, a stroke or two, won't ' fit the bill'
We must think of each side as well
To coach each pair, if love's to swell
No bell sounds to make your heart sing
If give and take isn't your thing
| Author Notes |
Inspired by DOLLY (A Tetravalent)
Syllable count 8,8,8,8, 8,8,8,8, 12,12, 8,8,8,8. Meter: Iambic Rhyme scheme: x x x x x x x a x a x x x x x a x a x x x x x b x x x x x x x b x x x x x x x c x c x x x x x c x c x x x x x d x x x x x x x d x x x x x x x x x x x x a x x x x x x x x x e x x x x x x x f x f x x x x x f x f x x x x x g x x x x x x x g Artwork by Dolly |
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| Author Notes | Tanka 5-7-5-7-7 syllable count |
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| Author Notes | Write a poem that has a syllable count of either 5-7-5 or 5-7-7. It does not rhyme. But the poem must address a loved one. |
By Bucketlist
Heart is a wonderful live thing
God's gift to bring
Life blood it flows
Heartache it knows
For many Christmas is a dread
Won't leave their bed
Feel rejected
Hope dejected
The season evokes their feelings
For drug dealings
Depression rears
Loneliness fears
The Christmas season it just feeds
Loneliness seeds
Family fights
Debt at its heights
Negatives make chemistry change
Heartbeat is strange
Weaken heart's plan
Shorten life span
Christmas time heightens pains we feel
Emotions real
Isolation
No elation
Love, not tangibles keeps hearts strong
God's hope lives long
Share laughs and love
Gifts from above
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By Bucketlist
They passed when their shifts changed. He was a quiet, shy man, and she, a girl who radiated warmth. At work, they had little time to meet. Solamar had stars in her eyes just looking at him. He, Lune, would beam at her. Their daily exchange lit up the cosmos.
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Solamar means Sun and Sea Lune means moon |
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This poem was written on behalf of all the people looking for love |
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Love was the farthest in my mind
When this man came into my life
A man who was caring and kind
But already was loved by a wife
Our relationship was slow to build
Our friendship grounded on trust
Meetings as always pleasure filled
With stirring thoughts filled by lust
I longed for us to merge as one
I felt so lovingly toward him
Happy for who I had become
My heart was filled to the rim
Happy times before he was sick
Left me for his home up above
The 'we’’always just platonic
I still remember him with love
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