Love Poems

. . Kismet If I'd been younger, or you not so old, Or we'd met at a different time and...

. The Magpie’s Chorus With sunlight at full power And silence in the air, I sought a shaded bower, A...

. Too long, too long, my love, Have we lain out here. Too long, too long, my love, Have our...

. . Till rolling seas cease heaving high, The starry nights stop passing by, The universe is wrapped in flame,...

. For my friend Rose R., with sincere condolences. Good Lord, imagine my bad luck: I’m married to a hockey...

. L O V E... It’s not a dozen scentless hothouse roses. __It’s not a chocolate-box of sweet cliché. It’s...

. Among the many flowers in the vase, ‘Tis I—the flower with the pretty face, Full humor, sound stamen, and...

C.B. Anderson was the longtime gardener for the PBS television series, The Victory Garden.  Hundreds of his poems have appeared in...

. . The Tale of the Rose (Excerpt) by Christine de Pisan (1364-1431), translated by Margaret Coats . This Tale...

. Go, Fading Leaf __Go, fading leaf, Tell him who thought my heart to spurn __That life is brief (But...

. How To Be Like Byron Bright butterfly, why do you fade Into that duller, browner shade That strays into...

X Every Little Thing I. His Version She treasured every little thing that you             ...

. “Di pensier in pensier, di monte in monte” by Francesco Petrarch (1304-1374) __From thought to thought, from mountain to...

_ I How will I know you or will you know me?When every bird has hurtled to the ground,When every...

  The road of love looks smooth at first and seems as if it has no end. The wise know...

  On Marriage I married a girl named Sue And alas! She married me too!     As Then, So...

  Nothing Ventured an office romance "What more do you want?" he inquired without guile. ---Can it really be true...

  The Immigrant As his ship now departs to cross over the sea, He looks back as he fondly remembers...

What if I do compare you to a rose Or summer’s day or beauty like the night, Or drone of...

  When You Love When you love The heart of one, Life makes sense With each new sun. You start...

  Endless Dream I walk the trail, in hopes of reaching you, As winter sheds her tears of crystal ice....

I Loved You... I loved you, and I probably still do, and for a while, the feeling may remain, But...

The Once-Lost Land The arm that threw the disc of day __Across the sky we know must dim, The hand...

  Orchards Let Light In “Oh to be like ‘The Man who Planted Trees’” There is a grove that in...

  In a time long ago, where the high myrtles grow, Lived a tribe of the Bellenden Range. While below,...

translated by Leo Zoutewelle To you my word will be reproached as lie, Maliciously: “who left you so maligned, In...

O, Where Is Love? by James A. Tweedie O, where is love? You’ll find it in the pain _That binds...

  Song of the Rose The rose awakens, ere the sky Has wakened to the sun; And we, my one...

  To You, My Wife a villanelle To you, my wife, my love I declare, My joy and gain, a...

originally published on MacKenzie Lyric Poetry Oh, run with the sun and the wind in your hair! Before the day-star...

Sandprints Yes: Life is pleasure, life is grand, __Life is sweet and fleeting; Alike a stroll upon the sand, __Alike...

  Pale would be the water ____Reflecting only skies, Gracing not the splendor ____Of your enchanting eyes. Pale would be...

  The Moon, torn from the Sun, her only lover, Rose, starry-eyed and weeping beams of light, A mourning widow...

Faith I'm pond scum, someone said today. Some soup primordial, in a bay was struck by lightning. Oh, I see...

Believe It True That you have made my world a wondrous garden Fair with your lips, and glad with your...

Her Love for Him My true love laughs, and angel choirs sing; The mountains echo back his tuneful mirth While...

  Leaf in Fall I feel hard without my love at my side; she is the part of me that...

  I Spent My Youth with Byron and the Bard I spent my youth with Byron and the Bard, With...

  I woke this day from napping, and I saw you lying there, Across the room, upon a couch, asleep...

  I face the day with unexpected strength, to know we’ll meet when the sun has disappeared. Your hand in...