17 Short Beautiful Love Poems

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*** Enjoy some beautiful short poems about our favorite subject: Love - from classic poets of the past as well as today. Many are perfect for use in a greeting card.






The most precious possession that ever comes
To a man in this world
Is a woman's heart.
- Josiah G. Holland

And think not you can
Direct the course of love,
For love,
If it finds you worthy,
Directs your course.
- Gibran Kahlil Gibran

Love is a wonderful thing.
You never have to take it away
From one person to give it to another.
There's always more than enough to go around.
- Pamela de Roy

Love asks me no questions,
And gives me endless support...
- William Shakespeare

I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for their religion -
I have shudder'd at it.
I shudder no more.
I could be martyr'd for my religion
Love is my religion
And I could die for that.
I could die for you.
- John Keats

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature
To stop speech when words become superfluous.
- Ingrid Bergman

Love is like a rumor,
Everyone talks about it,
But no one truly knows.
- Anonymous

Love is like swallowing hot chocolate
Before it has cooled off.
It takes you by surprise at first,
But keeps you warm for a long time.
- Anonymous

My love for you is a journey;
Starting at forever,
And ending at never.
- Anonymous

Love is a haunting melody
That I have never mastered
And I fear I never will.
- William S. Burroughs

A fool in love makes no sense to me.
I only think you are a fool
If you do not love.
- Anonymous

Once in awhile,
Right in the middle of an ordinary life,
Love gives us a fairy tale.
- Anonymous







True poets don't write
Their thoughts with a pen...
They release the ink that flows
From within their heart.
- Anonymous

Love doesn't make the world go round,
Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.
~ by Elizabeth Browning ~

Love me without fear
Trust me without questioning
Need me without demanding
Want me without restrictions
Accept me without change
Desire me without inhibitions
For a love so free....
Will never fly away.
- Dick Sutphen

Love is a burning desire,
That makes your heart light on fire,
Love is being with you,
Someone saying I love you too,
Love is your tender kiss,
Something you don't want to miss,
Love is you and me,
And that is all I see.
- Anonymous

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself
But if your love and must needs have desires,
Let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook
That sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart
And give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer
For the beloved in your heart
And a song of praise upon your lips.
- Gibran Kahlil Gibran


*** Also, one of my own poem stories about Love:

Walk The World poem - Libations Friday 30 July 2010 - A poem about sharing our life with others - when we are both in need - to receive the greatest gift.


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What Do You Feel About Love?

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*** Do you have your own personal definition of Love?





From Denny: It seems throughout the centuries humanity has tried to define Love. We write about how we think about Love. We speak about how we feel about Love. What seems so certain for some is also elusive for others. Yet the fascination remains.

This quote is interesting because within two small short lines it encompasses the concept of eternity and infinity. Too often our concept of Love is taught to us by society and popular culture instead of by our own experiences, feelings and thoughts.

Sometimes, Love isn't about finding but rather about discovering. The discovering comes from when we make a commitment to build our relationship with that person. It's then the Love unfolds like a beautiful flower and reveals itself.


Quote

True love doesn't have a happy ending:
True love doesn't have an ending.
- Anonymous



*** Also, one of my own poem stories about Love:

Walk The World poem - Libations Friday 30 July 2010 - A poem about sharing our life with others - when we are both in need - to receive the greatest gift.

17 Short Beautiful Love Poems



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3 Quotes: Have You Validated Yourself Recently?

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From Denny: Life seems to be one thread weaving into another, especially when I'm writing all these blogs, when one post ends up spurring the writing of another. It just goes to show how connected we all are as we intersect with others on our path.

Today I wrote a poem (for The Social Poets blog) about a heart felt issue for many from generations older than mine. It's an issue which was a stain upon their soul that prevented them from living a full and happy life. They were shunned by society, lies were gossiped about them and people presumed to determine they would "never amount to anything in life and were worthless."

It's a hard burden to bear as a child, growing up under such abuse where all of society is pressing against you. Most hearts shut down at this onslaught of fear, anger, critical judgmental attitude and unadulterated harsh disdain.

Over the years, from the time I was a little girl, I've had discussions like in the poem. As I grew older I realized the tremendous power of words to heal immediately and directly - both for yourself as well as others. Words have the power to open the door for another to heal themselves too like in this conversational story poem.


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Quotes

* What lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what lives within us. - Henry David Thoreau

* Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no ones definition of your life; define yourself. - Harvey Fierstein

* Our Deepest Fear,
Is not that we are inadequate,
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is out light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, "Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?"
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God.
It is not just in some of us,
It is in everyone.
And as we let out own light shine,
We unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from out own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. - Marianne Williamson









Love Gift

Leaning on the door frame
I saw the birthday party hum.
People in perpetual motion,
Swirling in and out of the kitchen,
Dealing brightly colored paper plates
Like a deck of cards at a poker game,
Landing soft as a feather in front of the cake.
Melting ice cubes chinked as they carried the cups.
The conversation was full of giggles and loud laughs,
Little children running like yard cats circling the table.







The woman of the day celebrated 100 years of her life.
She sat at the head of the table drinking in the sights,
Smiling and nodding as she was kissed and given gifts
By excited relatives, friendly neighbors and well wishers.
She was happy to be so honored and respected.
There was a twinge of sadness hiding behind her smile.
I drifted toward her to offer my congratulations, and,
As I was invited to sit near her, she began to reminisce.
I sat back and just listened as she recounted her long life.
She spoke of history unfolding, family increasing, friends gone.
She seemed happy, settled and content, except for something missed.







I listened to more than her words; I listened deeper into her heart
And she offered up her troubling hurt from since birth.
She revealed in a hushed whisper she was born illegitimate.
Her father abandoned them, shaming her mother, never to return.
She said it was hard to grow up scorned by neighbors and family
And here she is now, all these years later, honored by their descendants.
She remarked how strange Life can be and felt good that times do change.
Yet the harsh memories still haunted; her family did not know her hurt.
She quickly fell silent, spent, and with searching eyes looked into mine.
She probed for acceptance, reassurance and words that felt right.







I held her gaze tenderly and said what I believed to be true.
She started to tremble, half afraid, half excited; she said she felt new.
I told her none of us can control how we come into this world.
What we can control is how we choose to live and love in this world.
Her voice quivered, as she wept next to me, while the party, like her, began to calm.
“For a life time I’ve craved to hear loving words that I was worthy.”
She settled back into her chair and straightened her shoulders with new pride.
Now the smile was genuine, her heart refreshed; she put down her burden to live.
To her family, her friends, her neighbors, the world: that was her Love Gift.




Denny Lyon
Copyright 14 May 2010
All Rights Reserved


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Photo Credits

Happy Birthday Cake by Omer Wazir @ flickr

Secret garden gate by ARendle @ flickr

Steps into the light by extranoise @ flickr

Water lilies in the light by tinyfroglet @ flickr





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Pollen Storms poem

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From Denny: It's been a tough three weeks with all the pollen in the air around here. The worst was the tiniest pollen you couldn't see but managed to infiltrate your brain like some Nature terrorist, smother your entire body and color your car and your life entirely yellow. :) It was slowing me down so much that this week's Libations Friday poem did not get out in time. In fact I actually wrote this poem a week later to plug back in here for this segment.

What's even more funny? As I was running this poem by my husband a few minutes ago for a critical ear, he had the back door open and in drifted - and floated lazily upon the warm air - all that dandelion fuzz as if to say, "You called us? We're available!" I think pollen "treats" are the new yard cats...

To keep your sense of humor during the pollen onslaught this season, read on... :)











Pollen Storms


Thinking about those Winds of Change,
Watching them swirl furiously in the air,
Pink and yellow stinging blizzards:

Beauty.







Everything was in the wind:
Drifting cherry blossom petals,
Dropping white dogwoods to flutter:

Seductively.








Those Winds of Change scratch our skin
They tear up our eyes, stinging, itching,
The pollen blizzards swing around corners:

Assailing.







Nature is on the move this Spring.
The glaciers melted rapidly, warming the earth,
The plants ramped up pollen production:

Gleefully.







Overwhelmed temporarily,
The Winds of Change will calm,
Washing Rain will drench the land:

Bliss.










Denny Lyon
Copyright 16 April 2010
All Rights Reserved


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Photo Credits


California wind surfing by kevincole @ flickr

Dandelion fuzz furball by Martino! @ flickr

Cherry blossoms by t_a_i_s @ flickr

I Heart Pollen by brookenovak @ flickr

Dogwood blooming by hlkljgk @ flickr

Afternoon rain by Sids1 @ flickr

Singing in the Rain by 1Happysnapper (photography) @ flickr

Spring storm in Buenos Aires by Irargerich @ flickr


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Art Photo-Rich Poem: People Trees

This was the poem I wrote last week for my Friday poem over at The Social Poets blog and I've been meaning to get it up over here. The folks over at StumbleUpon came in by the hordes for these wonderful photos, enjoy!

Drink in the richness of the wonderful photos from the photographers over at flickr in creative commons. (I find them beautiful and emotionally soothing.) You are free to use their photos if you also give attribution and a link back to their flickr page.

I've been thinking about what poem to write all week, and, as usual, started on another idea which just didn't gel well or in time. That's what's good about setting deadlines for yourself as you get that rush of adrenaline going to get out the words. :) Anyway, was researching some wonderful photos and kept finding awesome trees and one thing led to another as I knew my eternal mind was tapping my everyday mind on the shoulder and saying, "Hey! What about this?"

Photos often do give me inspiration for writing as so many ideas start flowing. Take a trip on over to flickr yourself to get inspired. You can always view my 5,000+ favorites I've found while researching for articles as I keep them bookmarked "just in case."

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People Trees



Some of us ruggedly root ourselves mountain high to savor the views



Some of us enjoy beauty’s lingering mirrored perfection



Some of us feel forlorn in life’s landscape, until we see we are a duet



Some of us like to stand tall with a crowd, all in a perfect row



Some of us like to party with different people, the more the merrier



Some of us like to stand out in a crowd, fiercely plumped proud



Some of us see our own rippling beauty, reflected in the mirrors of others



Some of us rush to greet the exploding morning at first blush



Some of us sway and bend with life’s swirling storms yet remain



Some of us rush zig zagging through life and still look wildly beautiful



Some of us safely hold dear a child’s swing and his playful heart



Some of us are strong, sheltering lightly in the shadows



Some of us rise up from the water and tenaciously breathe through our knees*



Some of us suffer, enduring kindly a bit of indignity from time to time



Some of us absorb the strongest truth, filtering softly inner light



Some of us like to stroll unknown passageways and secret gardens



Some of us play hard to get, secretly happy to see company coming



Some of us like to wear jewelry, all decked out at least once a year



And some of us



dream big



just by looking up – lost in thought for hours.


Denny Lyon
Copyright 20 August 2009
All Rights Reserved

* Copyright is for the text of the poem only, copyright for the photos belong to the photographers.

Have a great weekend, everyone! Thanks for visiting!


*Cyprus trees have what are called "knees" - those bumps you see sticking out of the water near the roots which are underwater in the swamps. These knees are how the cyprus tree breathes the air!

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Photo Credits

Mountain Mist treeline photo by Lida Rose @ flickr

Rugged lone tree high on a mountain photo By Chris Gin @ flickr

Cherry blossomed tree reflecting photo By rachel_thecat @ flickr

Cherry trees blanketed by snow photo By lrargerich @ flickr

Cherry blossomed trees all in a row photo By VJ flicks @ flickr

Bluebells partying in a stand of trees photo By left-hand @ flickr

Red tree photo By code poet @ flickr

Trees reflected in the river photo by Denis Collette @ flickr

Sunrise in Corfu, Greece photo by Katarina 2353 @ flickr

Bent tree Bonsai Moon photo by h.koppdelaney @ flickr

Rolling hills and tree photo by Katarina 2353 @ flickr

Trees give support to the child’s swing photo by lepiaf.geo @ flickr

Sheltering tree photo in the shadows by Zest-pk @ flickr

Cypress tree at sunrise in the water photo by Bill Swindamon @ flickr

Suffer a bit of indignity tree photo by Scarleth White @ flickr

Filtering Illuminating light tree photo by *clairity* @ flickr

Strolling with the trees photo by Bjǿrn Giesenbauer @ flickr

Tree of Peace photo by h.koppdelaney @ flickr

Christmas tree photo by laffty4k @ flickr

Redwood trees in California photo by aigeanta @ flickr

Strong tree’s canopy photo By -= Bruce Berrien =- @ flickr

Black and white tree canopy photo by anonymous

Louisiana Summer Sigh

Louisiana Summer Sigh: "Writing exercise in the form of a “simile smile” and an original poem about us and summer changing into the next season of life."

By Denny Lyon @ HubPages

From Denny: I've been writing this summer poem in my head for weeks now and am so glad it's finally on paper! :) Found some awesome images from my flickr friends to illustrate it too.

Thanks for visiting me at HubPages too! Have a great weekend!

Photo by OakleyOriginals @ flickr


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Does Happiness Elude You?

From Denny: One of the beauties of coming from a family of very long-lived people is that you don't lose the institutional memory of historical events. Another plus is that you don't lose what former generations taught in the way of good character. What is in fashion in one generation is often out of fashion in the next and, so, we lose the cultural continuity of good values.

Like in any family there were those in mine who were, well, slugs, when it came to good character. To a person they lived miserable anti-social lives, unhappy the majority of the time because they focused too much upon themselves. In my book there is nothing wrong with being good to your self. Just try to make the same good faith effort for others as you would yourself and your life is enriched!

For instance, I enjoy writing all these many blogs. It gives me a creative outlet for color, design and writing about anything and everything that interests me in this world of awesome wonders. Writing these blogs also gives me a chance to share with others as if these blogs were the ultimate social site of sharing! By sharing with others a person can enrich the lives of others while they enrich their own.

Then comes the Joy as was taught in previous generations. This kind of Joy has lain dormant for the past 25 years or so, drowned out by business greed and the drive to unbalanced excessive and financial only success. There are a lot of facets to the concept of success. Monetary wealth and accumulation is only a small part of the equation. This much power and large wealth requires the learning of real wisdom in order to not be destroyed by such power. I could get into what the ancient Kabbalists have to say about the power inherent in money and how to prepare for basically trying to grab a tiger by the tail but that would be another very long post! :)

Perhaps it's time for global society to rediscover some of the ancient wisdom of past societies, learning to appreciate the success of others as well as their own. Happiness can be an elusive creature to those who are calculating and refuse to dig deep into their hearts and offer up greater generosity to those around them. Generosity of spirit goes a long way to creating a much happier life!

Funny Dog Photo by Phil Romans @ flickr

Goethe at age 69 Image via Wikipedia

Quote

“Who is the happiest of men? He who values the merits of others, and in their pleasure takes joy, even as though t'were his own.” - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (German Playwright, Poet, Novelist and Dramatist. 1749-1832)

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How Do You Handle Excessive Stress?

Interrupting GoGo's catnap to tell her about the health benefits of smiling... Image by elycefeliz via Flickr

From Denny: Every now and then you get to quote yourself which I find quite amusing! How does that happen? Well, the spiritual development people know exactly what I'm talking about as it often goes like this: You are replying to an email as I was in this instance, or, say, you were having a conversation with someone, and, suddenly, out pops this fantastic one liner. You know it's profound or memorable or just plain good advice.

There is a lot of chaos, job loss, sudden onset of health issues and violence going on right now in our economy. People are struggling with their particular life tests, looking for ways to battle or handle excessive stress.

I grew up in a harsh environment of constant stress and created a lot of coping skills to help me manage the stress instead of the stress controlling me. Here is the most recent advice my spirit jumped up and offered to a recent email friend whose husband is now out of work and lost their house of many years.

There is a lot of hurt going on throughout this country. Like anyone I have my own garbage to deal with from time to time, yet I follow my own advice as in this quote. It has never failed me.

Inevitably, the bad times begin to fade and finally end and then a new cycle of properity begins. Keep your mind and eyes on the positive - even when you know it's down the road. Eventually, you will arrive at that better point in your life.

Quote

“Keep smiling. Humor keeps your attitude pushed up and your heart wide open to sight the new opportunities coming your way.” Denny Lyon, 16 July 2009


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How is Joy Related to the World Soul?

Gaia Image via Wikipedia

From Denny: Apologies, folks, the 100 degree summer heat and 90% humidity is slowing me down a bit and the daily blogging has suffered!

To catch up I thought I'd do a series of JOY quotes that I really enjoyed recently as they link up well with each other. This is the first of three quotes. The profound AND useful for daily living is a winner! :)

The Colors of My Soul Image by ♪ María ♥♣ Trébol ♪ via Flickr

Quote

"Joy is the realization
of the Truth of our Oneness,
The Oneness of our Soul with the World,
and of the World-Soul with supreme Love."

~Rabindranath Tagore