Category: Poems

Love Poems

To My Dear and Loving Husband” by Anne Bradstreet 

Thy love is such I can no way repay;

The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.

Then while we live, in love let’s so persever, 

That when we live no more, we may live ever.

Anne Bradstreet 
“How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)” by Elizabeth Barrett Browning 

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. 

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Think I’m by MwsR

There is something I can’t stop
No matter what
It is my emotions inside my head.
Their lack of wisdom keeps me on my toes
But that makes them special, you know.
Nothing good was ever really easy.
Each day brings different sorts and kinds
It’s the complicated ones that I can feel with my mind.
My head starts spinning trying to figure where it should rest
But sometimes it’s easier just to pick from the best.
If emotions were an individual we could send them on their way
We could decide to pay them attention and which ones we want to stay.
They could listen to what we want to talk and feel about today,
But that’s not logical or true
Think I’m done wishing it were, too.

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Sadness. By MwsR

Too much because of too little
A lot because of the feelings.
Time is too late because the heart was too fake
Endless because it has overflowed the soul.
Infinite it will remain.

Without warning it climbed onto your very life
Taking under its own self, the only escape.
Parched are your eyes from losing too many tears, while seeing so clearly.
If bandaids could cover one’s inner hurts.

Desperately anguish survives
To merely show one of what hold that it has on them
Breaking anything that gets in it’s path
It will not waiver from it’s wrath.
To simply exist is it’s special torture.

Longing becomes survival
Survival just means to be here or there
Nothing really to gaze upon and understand
Imaginatively giving you it’s reprimand.
One chance, backed into a corner
Frantic for escape
When this sadness is the captor.
Sadness will have the upper hand.

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Caleb

I’m not sure why but God chose you

He left my heart with a hole

I still find myself looking for you, wishing.

With each can of catfood I open I see you in my mind

Your eagerness to devour all the contents inside.

Special is a word I would describe our relationship as

Special as in extra wonderful

You were the sweetest, most gentle cat.

Your eyes were like marbles with green hues and shades of gold.

Watching you pass from this life towards the great beyond was,

Difficult and agonizing to say the least.

As I sang to you like you always loved,

I assured you it was okay to pass.

I begged God to ease your suffering and let you eternally rest.

You are and were my little “love”.

The morning greeter, the kindest cat,

Forever may my songs ease your heart, and God hold you close.

Something so great as you, God needed to.

In loving memory and sorrow at the loss of my cat, Caleb…

MwsRwritings, MWSR 2023, September

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Can’t Live Behind Walls by MwsR

Nothing is extra ordinary inside of walls
Little is seen and very little heard
Outside those same walls I can breathe
I can help my soul find reprieve.
I can’t live behind walls because I won’t smell new life
I won’t be able to see the wondrous creation
Feel my surroundings through smell, touch, taste, and sight.
Behind walls, things become stagnant
Everything can grow clutter
Foresight can become lost
Reality can get skewed
Outside the walls
Sounds errupt
Touch becomes intense
Hearing is superb
And darkness contains a beauty of its own.
I can’t just stay behind the walls
I’d merely exist
I’d would of missed my first raindrop
Never would of pulled off my first tomato
I would be miserable indeed
Outside of any wall you never know what awaits
You can go for a jog or simply skate
You may find joy and endless matter
Feel the cold, fall as you slip on ice
Eat lunch at a park
Never inside would I stay happy
Too much is outside for me not to be
Spring will come and winter will leave
I can’t stay behind the walls
And miss a chance or miss an event
I can’t stay behind a brick and mortar wall
Or behind one made from tin
I would never stay in
I need walls only for cover and for things to stay safe
But my heart is outside the walls, out from behind all walls.

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