Just For You Poetry

So sad Dorothy, but "Why" must be the most asked question..

Aw bless him..

I like the mono rhyme endings Sandra, and i felt so sorry for Grandpa..

it would be wonderful indeed if we could backtrack Dorothy..

A little naughty and a little sensual, but why not ?

I would love to go to Strawberrry Fair with my Valentine, and the villanelle form suits this light hearted poem beautifully Karin.

Oh yes Ken, and those echoes can be haunting..a lot of wonderful natural imagery in this delightful haiku..

A great senryu Ken....

Your son must have felt so proud and special at your reading this lovely poem written just for him and his bride..just beautiful Joseph..

A wonderful form you have written in Denys , i liked the rhyme scheme and repetition very much.

Memories portrayed in painted reflections were everywhere you went and so she is not completely gone from you..

These "Make a Wish" foundations do such wonderful work with those who are very sick or terminally ill.

The little girl must have felt so happy that her wish had been granted..

A lovely plea for a valentine lover to show his undying devotion, and the alliteration works really well Fay....

A seagull once took a sandwich clean out of my hands when i was on a ferry; you describe this cheeky little fellow perfectly Fay..

Were a tune a kiss
I’d play you a symphony
on the evening breeze
~

A well done triolet Tom, and what a wonderful subject you have chosen my friend, the whole thing is delightful..

It is always difficult to know what is best in these situations, because maybe grandma has had a difficult life and couldn't always be the constant loving grandma .Surely she deserves more respect than this?

Quite a dilemma Sandra..

Your faith and love shine through wonderfully Richard..

I love the frog in his top hat.. wonderful Dorothy, lots of smiley phrases here..

Lovely words Dorothy..

So beautiful and rare is your love Richard, i almost feel that i am intruding and that should not even whisper across the page.

I am sure she knows that she is the breath you draw and the light of your life without the spoken words..

How gorgeous this poem is Dorothy,the cloud and the sunbeam... forever friends

Holding back tears can hurt so much..

Beautiful thoughts about the things that really matter Joseph,and yes you will be remembered with much love and kindness my friend.

Beautifully written Tom,
a little kindness from a stranger can mean so much... a relief from all the anxiety and pent up emotions coming as tears that help healing as the floodgates finally open.

Cindy, many people would be soothed by these words, especially mothers who give their all only to then be rejected , and no amount of healing the rift can be found .
To meet someone else who understands must be so wonderful..

https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7398/16291343647_b780f52bac.jpg I caught a train from here to there had no ticket and paid no fare, and from the windows I did see yesterday trees of memory. I heard my friends cry “Please don’t go, don’t board that train we love you so” I knew tomorrow was not mine t...

A lovely scene you have set for us Ken, rather serene and very calming..

Welcome Ken, it is such a pleasure to see you here with friends old and new.

A lovely haiku for your first post.. hope there will be many more to come..

I know this is true and sometimes the more you do for them the more they expect and take for granted.

You have certainly got into the heart of this Sandra and of course that simple word "respect" is often missing in these cases..

Free spirited butterflies... a wonderful grace to be in Dorothy..

Bravo Tom, a delightful villanelle and so perfectly executed..

The theme is cleverly turned around as Karin has said.. well done you Tom

oh yes Dorothy, their comes a time when they must see you as a person in your own right, sadly some never actually manage this..

I love alliteration as you well know, and it suits the omniscient owls perfectly...

wonderful mono-rhyme in each verse Seema, i especially enjoyed the first one..thank you so much

A truly lovely collage you have created here Dorothy, ..

Seema, not only are your words very inspiring, you also write in perfect rhyme .
There is always a message on your posts that contains something relative to situation at any given time..thank you so much.

love "silky concentrated desire" Dorothy.. a wonderful way to begin..

Oh wow Dorothy, what a wonderful experience for you.i didn't realize until i saw your footnote that was a real happening.

I could feel the pace quickening in each lovely verse..

When snow falls on snow it does cover everything in pillow like shapes..poor snowman, bet he would love to melt..poor thing

Reminiscing as he grows older at how treacherous some beautiful things can be..and how we are tricked into exploring them.

you always manage to portray wonderful imagery with your words Fay..

i think you are probably right Dorothy.. hearts can do that..

Ah Joseph, and now you leave us with a nameless one.

Wonderful rhythm and rhyme my friend as always your poetry is a joy to read..

So beautiful, and beautiful again Karin.

The combination of your sensual words and most dreamy music are too gorgeous for words..and what an exquisite form you have chosen to use.. delightful my friend.

https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7344/16448250051_a260b5c0f3_n.jpg He watched the willow tree dancing in the evening breeze whilst listening to the garden chimes as they tinkled a pretty and playful tune. The snowdrops were barely breaking through the frozen ground but still they could be seen, and t...

Love and best wishes Richard from all of us..

We are fortunate in that we have snow but not too much like some countries, and we are able to enjoy these beautiful little flakes when they comes in light showers. Each flake a tiny miracle on its own.. to be remembered as you say with such pleasure, perfect natural gems.

Our hearts are so delicate , that sometimes they cannot mend and are broken for ever..a lovely write Dorothy

Oh, how lovely for you Cindy..jut goes to show that you don't have to be in a place to savour its tastiness..

(ps i have sent you a message to your inbox)..

Oh Tom, it is lovely to escape from reality when doing mundane chores and have daydreams of when nothing was mundane and everything was exciting. Nothing mattered then, who cared if the sink was full of dishes or the bed never got made..the beach was calling , days were long and flower power ruled. ...

Steady at first and then galloping, not waiting for approval
thoughts can be like that sometimes they come so quickly there is no time for pen and paper.

The busyness of a keen mind will not be halted until all is done..

Wonderful mono-rhyme Sandra, and it all flows so smoothly.

Annabel must have been a very special lady ...

Beautifully presented Joseph, and a joy to read.

We certainly do follow the seasons in living out our lives, and at the end of the cycle new life begins again...so we never really die,
our seed is carried on for re-birth and it all starts again, just as nature intended.

Just For You Poetry

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