Showing posts with label Love Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love Poems. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

The Legends of Peru

Where legends now flow and flow
And scattered pieces of the hero’s pyre,

sing: the stones of Kuelap, Chan Chan

Cuzco—the Amazon ring and ring, as
Barbs on windpipes blow their echoes…!

Thus, cords of music sweep into the jungles

And the Andes; here, —here dwells the city

Of the Andean sea—stone fortress, built

By the gods with stones blood and clay,
— Machu Picchu! Here are the visions
— Of ecstasies; —sharper than a condor’s

Wings These legends flow and flow
And sing! — and flow and sing, and flow

and sing…infinity! “The Legends of Peru!”

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Get Well Poem

Hello dear one

I understand and hear

You're not feeling well

My sympathies I send

From the heart of a friend

Take time to rest and recover

I won't take long

I don't want to smother

Just a short note

To say I care

You lay long in bed now

Don't worry about your hair

Neither what you'll wear

Attend to your health

More important than wealth

Why spend one

To accumulate the other

Your health is irreplaceable

Undoubtedly foundational

To your personal well being

I care about how you're feeling

Both inwardly and physically

Emotionally and relationally

Life should be lived wholeheartedly

Enough of my personal philosophy

You rest and kick back now

Don't be concerned with why or how

Just cuddle up under the covers

Wrap yourself up in my love

Think nice thoughts and dream of

Pleasantries and dainty delights

Sunshine, sandy beaches, and moonlight

Waves crashing on the sea shore

Think of your problems no more

Allow yourself a little daydreaming

While you're ill and not feeling

Like going to work, dealing with stuff

Disgruntled people who handle you rough

Forget about them and all of that

Eat, drink, watch some tele, take a nap

Curl up and snooze with your cat

Turn off the phone, don't answer the door

Drink lots of fruit juice, eat a bit more

Send a family member to the store

To get all your goodies

Eat some chocolate covered strawberries

Lounge in your pajamas all day

Just sit, be still, and stay

Right where you are

Don't get in your car

Listen to some soothing music

Take a hot bubble bath

Watch a few movies and have a laugh

Soon you'll be well and this will pass.

Creating a Mother's Day Christian Poem

Our heavenly Father blessed us with wonderful moms that are strong Christians! For Mother's Day it's a great opportunity for us to tell our mothers how much we appreciate the lessons they instill in us and the sacrifices they make for us.

Many people are aware of writing a Christian Poem for Mother's Day, but have you considered taking that same poem and making it into a live online video? Hmmm, you might be thinking that this sounds good but I don't know how to make a video (nor do I have a camera). Well you are in luck! I'm going to show you step by step on how to create a video without a camera and with no experience. Follow along.

Step 1 - Find The Mothers Day Christian Poem
The first step is the take your Mothers Day Christian poem and type it into a Word file or some sort of text document. You just need to have some sort of electronic form of the poem you have written already. If you don't have a poem written, that's fine too, just take some of your favorite scriptures that remind you of your mom and type that into the text file.

Step 2 - Gather Related Pictures
The second step is to get pictures of you mom, you, and other decorative pictures that she might like. You can easily import some memorable pictures from a digital camera, scan in some pictures, or you can copy some free pictures of flowers or the sky if you like. This is a very important step.

Step 3 - Easily Create the Mothers Day Christian Poem Video
There is a free service called "Animoto" that allows you take text and pictures and put them in a very animated format that blow her socks off. Plus Animoto has a library of Christian music you can choose from to play in the background while the video is going on. When you go to the free service there is no downloading necessary, all you need is text and pictures!

Monday, October 5, 2009

Halloween Poem Scrapbook

Although it might seem a little strange to make a Halloween scrapbook on poems, it is actually real fun. When I was told about the birth of my grandson, I started making a scrapbook for him, the pages of which contained all the poems I had written. There are a number of poems with Halloween as the theme that has been written. Therefore, making a scrapbook on Halloween poems is a terrific way of tying together all the poems that celebrate this day.

For instance, if your daughter has planned on dressing up as a Halloween witch, you can include a page in the scrapbook that has pictures of her in her costume, along with the following poem.

The witches ride their broomsticks,
The witches croak and croon,
The witches wear their pointed hats,
Far beyond the moon.

The witches read their magic spells,
They witches stir the brew,
The witches don the flowing cloaks,
All the dark night through.

The witches have big black cats,
That have the locks of gray,
And when the faint morning lights filter,
They all hide away.

You can choose a scary and unique font before printing it out. Then take some black scrapbook paper and paste it in between with your daughter's Halloween pictures around it along with a few cut outs of brooms, witches, cauldrons etc. Do not forget to include some journaling to add the personal touch. Also add the date on the page.

There are many poems available that can be used in a Halloween poem scrapbook. You can use your creativity and create an entire book that is filled with Halloween poems that center around all your Halloween memories. You can also try writing some poems on your own in addition to the numerous poems that are readily available. Think about all the images and memories that the season of Halloween evokes in your head and then try to put these memories and images into words. You do not necessarily have to make the poem rhyme. If it sounds pretty and flows easily then you have achieved your purpose.

If you try, you will find that making a scrapbook on Halloween poems is much more fun than you can imagine. Of course, you can make the process even more enjoyable if you use your creativity and imagination. Do all the things you can think of while making your scrapbook. Keep working on the scrapbook pages with additions and subtractions of components till you get exactly what you wanted. Then show off your very own Halloween scrapbook.

Improve Your Prose With a Practice Poem

Writing is a mental exercise, the same way calisthenics and sports are physical exercise. Good coaches tell you to vary your routine so your muscles don't stagnate. The same is true of your mind. You develop your mental muscles and increase flexibility by performing different exercises, not merely the same ones over and over. Most likely you won't write poems for work very often, but the exercise of writing them builds mind muscles to increase your proficiency at more prosaic efforts such as memos, papers, technical documents, and articles.

The more structured a poem must be, the better the intellectual exercise. Double dactyls are short, heavily structured poems that make a nice brief, intense workout. I imagine you asking,"What on earth is a double dactyl? It sounds like a winged dinosaur or something." (That's a pterodactyl, by the way.)

A dactyl, you might remember, is a poetic foot with three syllables, accent on the first. "Elephant" is a dactyl. Put two of them together and you have a double dactyl. "Jacqueline Kennedy" is a double dactyl. The double dactyl poem has a lot of double dactyls in it.

Here are the rules:

  • The poem has two stanzas, four lines each.
  • The first three lines of each stanza must be double dactyls
  • The fourth line is a single dactyl plus one beat. ("Something to eat," for example)
  • Only the fourth lines rhyme.

So far, so good. But there's more:

  • The very first line should be nonsense syllables ("Higgledy Piggledy")
  • One of the lines in the first stanza should be someone's (or something's) name. This is the person or thing that the poem is about. (Oh no--a sentence consisting of dactyls!)
  • One of the lines in the second stanza should be one word. ("semi-romantically")
  • The poem is usually lighthearted.

Let's see if I can write one off the top of my head about pterodactyls

Flappety-flappety
Up in a nest I see
Pterodactylic wings
Big as a house

Then unexpectedly
Aerodynamically
Swoop to the ground below
Grabbing a mouse!

Ok, kind of rough, but my memos feel better already. Get out a notepad and try your hand at it.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Cannot - A Poem

I have always told you
You could tell me anything
And for many years you have
But there was one thing you were holding back
Waiting
For the right time
But that time never came

You say
That time and time again
You have watched me give my heart
To another
And when it was crushed
You were there to help me
Pick up the shattered pieces
When all you ever wanted
Was just one chance to show me love

But now you tell me
That last time was the last time
That your tired heart cannot take
It any more
And this time I am on my own
You tell me
You are walking away
Because it hurts too much
To love me

And when my fragile heart
Is broken
Once again
I will truly be alone
And I will know
Finally
What it feels like to be you

Your words cut through me
Deep into my soul
A pain I never knew existed
(And I know something about pain)
And I know you mean
These words you say
I know I have to say goodbye
Set you free

I wish so much that things
Were different
I wish I could have loved you
The way that you wanted
And I don't want to lose you
In my life
But I cannot
I cannot be that girl for you
I cannot be your "everything"
I cannot love you
As you want me to

And we cannot add this
To the list of things best left unsaid
And you cannot live in silent torture anymore
And I know why you have to go
I understand now
And we can never go back

But if you're leaving
You need to go now
Walk away
And don't say goodbye
Because I cannot
I cannot see the pain in your eyes
And know it is because of me
I cannot watch your heart break
And know I am the cause

So please just go then
And don't look back
Because I cannot be
Who you need me to be
I'm sorry

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Curriculum Vitae Poem

I) According to the record I was born in a Sunny Town, off the Caribbean Coast.

II) When I was born, coffee was free without cream and sugar.

Glazed donuts cost a centium. That was the day I fell and bumped my head.

III) My brothers and sister just loved me dearly and used to as a football. Nukes didn't have a glow, and roosters didn't crow in the morning, they just cluck.

IV) A space ship landed, pretty girls touched my nose, and took me inside wearing grapes around their neck. They took me up twenty feet, gave me wings and said-jump!

V) I stayed away from them and they went next door-loving creatures!

VI) On Mondays we helped Jupiterians rolled their tobacco so they would go away and swim more often; they needed a bath and we told them where not to go.

VII) The meteorites missed my city, and landed in the sea; that's how we learned to swim. An octopus showed us how to flap our arms and kicked our legs with our mouths opened.

VIII) My grandmother told me to stay away from the people with leaves around them; my father told me to stick with the one who didn't have leaves. It was fun hanging out.

IX) I loved the light of the moon; my mom could not see me because the dentist was working on her eyes; however, my dad was nocturnal and he guided me along.

X) With my brothers, we went under the sea and played our music because the neighbors stated we were too loud. Then the whales came and swam us off because we could not play "Hip Bop Humming" songs.

XI) We had to learn the language of the wind. Dad said we need something to make us sit down more often. We learned real fast so we would not have to sit around.

XII) The day I met Sky Lady; her language became mine and it was cool.

XIII) My shark turned the bucket over and would not breathe anymore; he kicked for a while. We gave him to the big birds and they grew many more big birds; they loved flying over the sea with buckets looking for kicking sharks.

XIV) One day I got tired and went for a run.

XV) The dragons came, grabbed me, and asked me to come live with them and have fun.

XVI) I had to give them Misterine because their tongues were scorched and they could not talk right; they just babbled along.

XVIII) My dad was mad because he said I should not make a pretty woman my wife, or I would be too happy.

XIX) He sat on an iceberg for five full Milky Ways' Spins until I dropped in one day.

XX) They loved my new wings and my grand dragonettes.

XXI) Everyone wanted me to attach them up; after that we flew away and started a new colony.

Funeral Poems For Mom

Funeral poems for mom are a great way to make the funeral more special and memorable. Sometimes there is nothing like a funeral poem that can express your deepest feelings. Something that bare words can not express at all.

As much as reading poems at your mother's funeral can be a great idea, it's equally important that you choose the best poem that really shines at the funeral.

Here are two ways you can find beautiful funeral poems for your mom...

Funeral Poem Idea #1: Write It Yourself

Nothing can be more special than a poem you wrote yourself for your mom. Because you have the choice to make it personal and unique, it makes it much more special and memorable.

You don't have to be a poet to be able to write a simple poem. It's actually very easy. Just think of your feelings for your mom and how much you miss having her next to you, and the words will just start flowing in your mind.

It's also a good idea to write your poem about a very special memory you and your mom had together. It could be a fun trip, that special hug you always remember, her sweet voice, and any other special things about her.

Your poem can be short or long - depending on how you like it. Just make sure it has a strong ending, so it leaves the audience feeling strong in their hearts after you finish reading it at your mother's funeral.

If you don't like to write your poem yourself, here's an easier alternative...

Funeral Poem Idea #2: Find Funeral Poems Online

The good news is, you don't have to write the funeral poem yourself. You can easily choose one of the ready-made, beautiful funeral poems for mom available online.

We are in the Internet age and people from all over the world share their lives together on the Internet... and that includes amazing, beautiful funeral poems they write for their own loved ones.

Even though you are going through a unique experience, still there are many people just like you out there who lost their dearest loved one or mother. And then they made a special, heartfelt poem for their funeral.

By doing a simple search online, you can find a list of great funeral poems that you can read at your mother's funeral. Some of them are sad, some are heart-warming and inspirational, and some are simply sweet.

Actually you may find yourself feeling more in peace by simply reading some of these amazing poems. I know I sure did.

Funny Networking Poem

Networking Do's and Don'ts

I always enjoy speaking at networking events. I get there an hour early to set up everything for my presentation and then I stand in the back of the room and watch people enter.

Here's the opportunity for them to rub shoulders and minds with other professionals and yet the most common thing that is done...a hesitation when entering, a "look see" for anyone they recognize, and then a beeline to that person and a flip of a napkin on the back of their chair to guarantee a "safe seat". What a poor investment!

The goal for networking is to EXPAND and EXCELLERATE opportunities to be of service to others. By far, being a resource of knowledge to connect others with those that can help is a much better position to hold than the "salesperson" who's pitching their stuff.

Business has changed dramatically. At one meeting this woman had 4 different business cards holders and had to decide which one to give me. At this same meeting a man came up and confronted me with his brochure in my face and quickly told me about all the features of his business. I was looking for a plug I could pull to stop the recording! So in honor of them...I wrote this poem....

The Unproductive Networker
I'm an unproductive networker
I have cards up the wazoo
No one wants to talk to me
Or ask me what I do

I just can't understand it
Don't know what the problem is
I have cards of many colors
For that and that and this

I sell insurance and juices
I have vitamins galore
I set up websites on the side
And I sell candles in my store

I teach yoga in my spare time
And help smokers who want to quit
I groom doggies on the weekends
And I even clean up ...sh.....oot

I work hard all day and nite
And I'm dedicated too
I want to have that real success
For me and also you

So won't someone please help me
And tell me what to do
I'm open to receive advice
I'm listening to you

So let me give you some quick do's and don'ts to prepare you when networking.

DO - Think about the PURPOSE of the meeting you are attending. Who's going to be there? How can you be a resource to that audience of people? Have that one card ready to give out and only that card.

DON'T - Take out every card of every business you represent. It only looks like you are scattered and not focused or serious about doing business.

DO - Ask more questions about what the other person is looking for and why they came to this particular meeting.

DON'T - Pitch your product or services. Nobody is going to get their check book out and order and pay tonight. Be patient and realize people do business with people they like and know - so focus more on getting to know that person and the product they represent

DO - Follow up! It amazes me how many people stack their cards and put rubber bands around them and that's it. Can you remember who you saw when? Did you call them, write or send an email to maintain a relationship with these people?

I believe if you breathe air you bring a gift to lifes' party. When I walk in a room I can't wait to unwrap those gifts to find commonalities and THEN do business. Try it - it makes networking exciting and FUN!

Picture of a Poem

It's dawn. Half past five in the morning. The sky is changing its color like a chameleon. I climbed quickly the stairs leading to terrace at my home in a suburb of Chennai - pallavaram, with papers and a pen. The inspirational parade of the pigeon army, the humming bees, the mischievous sparrows, the jumping squirrels, the briskly hustling dogs, the joggers, the walkers, the lovely song of a baby cuckoo and the exercising girls, drew my attention. Half an hour passed like half-a-second. The distant black and gray mountain seemed lush green to my eyes. The peeping sun and the sweeping breeze were certainly attractive. Though I did enjoy all of them, they are not good enough to induce the first line of my yet-to-born poem.

I moved to my garden, with my papers and pen, trying to influence my creativity. The plants welcomed me with a dance. They did recognize me, for I am the one who waters them every morning. The flowers smiled at me. One little plant whispered " Hey! Look friends! Our human friend has come with a paper and a pen. We may soon find a place in Internet or some books". I enjoyed her confidence in my writing and every moment there, but still the mystery is why the words are evading me.

The day passed with few other engagements.

It's dark. Half past nine in the night. I am standing in the same terrace again. The sky is as attractive as an African woman. The moon is so romantic, and certainly no wonders why so many writers and poets flirted with her. " Hey full moon! You are too old for me. Still I would take the liberty to flirt with you. Your cousins, the glittering stars, are also mind-boggling. But still you all are not good enough to be the cradle of my creativity", my eternal voice communicated.

I closed my eyes trying to meditate and bring the vital concentration that may mark the beginning of my dream verses.

My father's voice distracted me, " Aaqarsh, Aaqarsh! What are you doing? Come down." I rushed down immediately. "Why are you like this, useless fellow! Look how other men of your age are, shame on you!" he yelled. I instantly went to my room, bolted it from inside, and started writing the first line of my poem on the papers in my sweet mother tongue 'Tamil'.

"This world is so competitive and comparative.
But great souls are always superlative."

Ways To Write a Poem

Have you always wanted to know how to write a poem but you can't figure out how to go about it? Have you read dozens of articles but you still cannot figure it out?

I have devised a very simple way of writing a poem which I wish to share with you. Take a few moments to look at it. I promise that by the end of it, you will by happily composing your own poems!

I wrote my first poem when I was in third grade. I still remember how I wrote it. It went something like this:

Bad, bad weather!

It makes me feel very cold.

Bad, bad weather!

It breaks my umbrella apart.

Bad, bad weather!

It makes me stay indoors all day.

Bad, bad weather!

It makes all my clothes very wet.

Bad, bad weather!

Did you like my poem?

Now, before you can write your own poem. There are 4 things you should know about a poem:

1. A poem is written in verse form This means the lines in a poem do not run all they way across a page.When you finish one line, instead of writing the next one immediately after, you write it on the next line. Also, the first word in each line starts with a capital letter. Sometimes, you can break a sentence into two lines. For example, instead of writing a very long line like this one:

I went to town where I saw a clown

you can write it like this:

I went to town
Where I saw a clown

If you write short lines, your poem will look nice and will be easy to write. Sometimes, the lines of a poem are grouped together into 'paragraphs'. In a poem, a paragraph is called a verse.

2. Most Poems Rhyme Poems that rhyme are nice. To rhyme means they sound the same at the end. Do you know why nursery rhymes sound nice? Yes, it is beacuse they rhyme. For example, do you know this one?:

Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.

The words fall and wall sound the same,don't they? So we say they rhyme.

3. A good poem sounds like a song A good poem can be sang like a song. Do you know a few nursery rhymes? I am sure you sing them to yourself. They are actually poems, written so nicely that they can be sang. So when you write a poem, try to sing it as you write. If a poem can be sang, then we say it has rhythm.

4. Sometimes the lines in a poem repeat In some poems, some lines are repeated. All this is to make the poem sound nice.

Good, now you are ready to write your poem.

Step one: Choose a topic

Remember that a poem usually tells a story, or sends a message to the reader.

So before you write your poem, decide what it will be all about. Will it be about your dog? Your famiy? Your best friend? The weather?

You can make your poem be about anything you want.

As an example, I will write a poem about Snow.

Step Two: Write down what you know about the topic

Have you selected what your poem will be about? Wonderful!

I said mine will be about snow, right?

Now what you have to do is think about snow and write down all that you know about it.

What do I know about snow? Let me see....

Snow is whitesnow is flakySnow is cold
Snow is white like wool
snow falls from the sky
You can make balls with snow
You can make a snowman with snow.

Step Three: Choose what you will write about your topic Have you written down all you know about your topic? Nice...

Now select from your list what you will include in your poem. Here is what I will include in my poem:

Snow is white
snow is flaky
snow is cold
snow falls from the sky.

Step Four: Write your poem Now write your poem. Remember you are telling a story about something which happened, happens or will happen.

As you write, try to sing the lines out. They should sound like a song. If your line is too short or too long to fit your 'singing', make some changes.

Here is my poem:

The snow was falling

When we went out to play

Up and down the hill side.

The snow was flaky

When we shouted and fought

Up and down the hill side.

The snow was cold

When we slid on our skateboards

Up and down the hill side.

The snow was white

When we went out to play

Up and down the hillside.

Step Five: Rewrite your Poem

It is always important to rewrite your poem so that you can make corrections. You can also look for words that rhyme.

To choose a word that rhymes, look at the word at the end of one line, and then look at the one at the end of the next line. If they do not sound the same, choose another one that sounds the same with the first word.

For example, I could say:

The Snow was flaky,

And we were all shivering and shaky,

Up and down the hillside.

Sometimes it is hard to choose words that rhyme, but as long as it sounds nice, it's okay!

And if you find it hard to make your poem rhyme, try repeating some lines like I did. It works.

I am now sure that you are ready to write your own poem using these very simple guidelines I have put here. Start now. Write a poem today!

Funny Mothers Day Poem

Here we are again, Mothers Day is nearly here and once again I want to find that special Mothers Day card with the funniest mothers day poem. My mother really has an evil sense of humor which I love. So, of course, it's Often somewhat difficult to find a card that really works. I mean there are funny mothers day cards and then there are really funny mothers day cards.

So, ok, I've enjoyed spending a fully hour at the card rack at my local drugstore laughing my butt off looking for a card. Isn't it funny how we just keep looking and looking, even when we are clearly enjoying ourselves, thinking that card we just laughed at just wasn't the right one. And when it's got a funny mothers day poem that uses rhyming in the most hysterical way, well that's the card we buy!

And yes, we all have different mothers, how can it be any other way? That's pretty funny all by itself, isn't it? From "mommy dearest" to "June Cleaver" and all moms in between, she's ours, she's all we've got and we love her.

Alas, there is no one size fits all in a funny mothers day poem. The good news is we have all kinds of options. You can even write a poem for your mother yourself. Now that might be really funny.

Whether your mother is serious, worries a lot, or is reflective and thoughtful or is has the most amazing funny bone in the world, a funny mothers day poem in a card is a terrific way to lighten up Mom's special day and bring a smile to her face.

Jokes are always fun, too. I found this one on a blog that made me laugh out loud. "For weeks a six-year old lad kept telling his first-grade teacher about the baby brother or sister that was expected at his house. One day the mother allowed the boy to feel the movements of the unborn child. The six-year old was obviously impressed, but made no comment. Furthermore, he stopped telling his teacher about the impending event. The teacher finally sat the boy on her lap and said, "Tommy, whatever has become of that baby brother or sister you were expecting at home?" Tommy burst into tears and confessed, "I think Mommy ate it!""

Of course along with your funny mothers day card, be sure to give her a lovely bouquet of flowers or maybe some champagne and chocolates! If your mother needs an escape you may even want to add a gift basket filled with bath salts so she can soak away her worries.

And now to really embarrass myself, here is my stab at a Mothers Day poem for my own mom. This may show you just how easy it is to write your own or remind you that it's probably best to leave it to the professionals.

Happy Mothers Day dear so young at heart,
With so many decades, where do I start?
With all your energy, like that little pink bunny,
You make us look lazy, and that's just not funny!

Never-ending in your dear old school ways,
And you're so full of stories, you continue to Amaze!
So has listening has been lost with age,
That now you belong on the theater stage.

If ever you manage to forget,
We'll always remind you so please don't you fret.
Happy Mothers day dear mother so young at heart,
Any anyway you know this because you're so smart!