Tag Archives: Love poetry

THE GREEN PARROT

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THE GREEN PARROT

PHOTOGRAPHY BY STONY RIVER/AU

PHOTOGRAPHY BY STONY RIVER/AU

He,  a blustering,
extravagant painter.

She,  a sensitive,
flurried-word poet.

Loving and fighting.
Rising to do it all again.

But, brush & quill stilled.

Their passions lingered
long after their passing.

Their fiery  pallet painted
upon the signature wings

of an exotic green parrot.

Its passionate wings but
hot- love  rain forest deep.

Alice Parris

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MY FIRST-LIGHT LOVER

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And…
I wait for my first-light lover.

He is alive with musical vibrations
& lyrical laughter. He draws me past
the night’s cruel maze of darknesses.

His eyes are the color of Cool Gray
His skin is burnished like fine brass.
His voice is harbinger of a new moon.
His smile melts ice-stars; to shed tears.

And…
I wait for my first-light lover.

Waiting…
my feet grow stong like roots & my
legs are hidden by Birds Of Paradise.
He never understands how long I wait;
his days are my endless months, years.
His job is to sprinkle gold-dust on those
with dead-fish eyes, so they can glisten.

My first-light lover
cleverly stole Cupid’s quiver of arrows.
In stealth, he has become the King of Hearts.

And…
I wait for my first-light lover.

He is there in black-obelisk night.
In inhalation & exhalation at noon.
He is there as day disrobes, donning
musty-dusk. He is there as fire flies
seduce sultry, summer eves.  He is there…

at first-light.

 

Alice Parris

 

 

 
 

SILENCE SPOKE

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SILENCE SPOKE

Now, is this great love
of yours spotted in imperfection.
 
Self-interest trumps the
declaration of your undying love.
 
Love was slashed in the ledger

This rose of yours bore thorns;
bleeding hands dripping rivulets…
 
Silence spoke. That which remained
unsaid was greater than that which spoke.

Sometimes, you can never go back…
I was bathed in great joy for one day.

Alice Parris

Photography by Anna Donovan-poet 

 

ADONIS IMMORTAL

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                An
                Ancient
                Carving;
                Cushite
                King
                With
                Full
                Lips
                And
                Dove
                Eyes.
                Majestic
                Male
                Beauty
                Carved
                In
                Eternal
                Ebony.

               Alice Parris

YOU LOST ME

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  You lost me
 Somewhere
 

Between
 

Meandering
Lines…

 
Between
Silences,


Omissions,
Compromises,


You lost me.

 


 Alice Parris

 

 

TWIN FLAME REUNION

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TWIN FLAME REUNION

 TWINFLAME REUNION
I have come out of my shadowland,
for you.
I have stayed upon this barren earth,
for you.
I have cried myself to sleep cold nights,
for you.
I have broken iron chains upon my heart,
for you.
I have denied lingering kindred love,
for you.
I have jumped off of countless clouds,
for you.
I have walked along the ledges of time, 
for you.
I have written hundreds of love poems
for you.
I have birthed the song of heart’s desire,
for you.
I have re-ignited my twinflame fire,
for you.
Let us, therefore, burn brightly twinflame;
God awaits.
Alice Parris
I have come out of my shadowland,
for you.
 I have stayed upon this barren earth,
for you.
I have cried myself to sleep cold nights,
for you.
I have broken iron chains upon my heart,
for you.
I have denied lingering kindred love,
for you.
I have jumped off of countless clouds,
for you.
I have walked along the ledges of time, 
for you.
I have written hundreds of love poems
for you.
I have birthed the song of heart’s desire,
for you.
I have re-ignited my twin flame fire,
for you.
Let us, therefore, burn brightly twin flame;
God awaits.


Alice Parris

LOVE HAS A FICKLE HEART

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LOVE HAS A FICKLE HEART

Like all temporal things,
love can be fleeting…
Prepare for love, live within love,
let love linger…

Never throw love away.
It will be many days before
love will search for you again.
Always be the one who gives.

You will never become
bankrupt by giving: the more
you give love, the more you will
glean; if not this time, than the next.

If you are not ready for love,
say so. Do not waste another’s heart.
Do not be the dealer of heartbreak.
This is but a fool’s bet…

Some will find soulmates, some
will not. Do the best you can with
the hand that you have been dealt. 
Do not grieve for love;

love will not grieve for you.
Do not waste years in pursuit of
love. Love will tap on your shoulder
when you are looking away…

If there is no love within your
heart, then show kindness, which
will never be lost: that which we
give away will live forever.

Man’s love has a fickle heart.

 
Alice Parris