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Poem Details | by Trevor McLeod |
Categories: anniversary, beauty, dedication, devotion, farewell, girlfriend, goodbye, grief, life, lonely, loss, lost, lost love, pain, passion, relationship, romance, romantic, satire, sorrow, valentines day, women, hair,

My Perfect 10

If I picked my Valentine
she'd be a perfect 10.
She'd have blonde hair with highlites
and answer where and when.

She'd be a little shorter,
yet tall enough to kiss.
Her reach a little longer
to torture us in bliss.

Her shape would be the bomb.
As sexy as they come.
With hair up for the moment
I'd meet her at the prom.

She'd talk a little faster
with words I'd say are smart.
Yet keep me to attention
in hugs up to my heart.

A smile just like a lion.
Her face a source of pride.
One to show my mother.
And then to make my bride.

My Valentine was perfect
as I lost her way back then.
How was I to know that she
would find her perfect 10.

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: birthday, eulogy, rose, valentines day,

Twenty-four Black Roses

    By oneself

    Twenty-four black roses
    Hanging around my neck
    Twenty-four hangmen
    Collecting on loves debt

Poem Details | by Alexander Plevka |
Categories: death, grave, lost love, love, memory, valentines day,

Valentine's Ellip

Today I
take the time
to remind.

Remind stones
that they are
not alone.

Remind them
of their names
and their homes.

Remind grass,
soft on the
somber hill.

Remind me
of what is
past and still.

Remind you
of life's short
but sweet thrills.

Today was
and always
will be love.

Flowers to
you, below
and above.


Poem Details | by Trevor McLeod |
Categories: angel, baby, death, funeral, goodbye, valentines day,

Cupid's Door

There's a hole in my heart
that's black and wet.
As I'm waiting for my doctor
to cut and set.

While I'm fearing that a lover
could get too close.
As my shame is that of dying
and is much verbose.

While I'm waiting for my death
to fast approach.
That my comfort comes in knowing
there's no one to coach.

When the pain begins to numb
to a calming rest.
That I'm anxious of a sleep
knowing it's my best.

When I hear off in the distance
a familiar voice.
To awaken to my seeing
without a choice.

When surrounded  by the others
that I've know before.
More than now, I've come to realize
I'm through Cupid's door.

Poem Details | by Sky POET sa |
Categories: bereavement, valentines day,


Valentine's Day 

love is foundation
a heart's motivation
feelings are in motion
love is heart's creation
the couple's  dedication
the couple's interaction
controlling their emotion
avoiding any kind of friction
through that same affection
with firm and steady intention
of being fruitful to whole nation
choosing a very important option
of getting children, world's addition
from generation to next generation


Poem Details | by Regina Elliott |
Categories: bereavement, death, for him, heart, valentines day,


you laughed through sadness
cremated on day of hearts
still hear your heartsong

February 6, 2021
Valentine Senryu contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin

Poem Details | by Bruce Coates |
Categories: death, fruit, green, joy, love, symbolism, valentines day,

The Ballad of Strawberry Hill

(Dedicated to Toni Marie Labadie.)

Beyond a little
golden green valley
upon a triumphant
red shining hill

Glowing strawberries
grow by the dozens,
carefully picked
by a beautiful girl