Wednesday, August 31, 2016

This Must Be Love

Jon Merk photo


As night slowly covers the sky,
And morn after morn ambles by,
So has your soft inner glow
Gently captured my eye.

Not like cresting a tall mountain peak,
Or like eagle and hawk, beak to beak,
Before the need even to speak,
It's your beauty I seek.

As sure as the blue sky above,
As snug as a hand fits its glove,
I surprise my heart - quiet grey dove -
Thinking this must be love.


A bit of fictional romantic nonsense for Susan's prompt  at   Midweek Motif Conquest

23 comments:

  1. So has your soft inner glow
    Gently captured my eye

    The feelings and the yearnings are spot-on for that of a loved one's presence! Rightly so Sherry!

    Hank

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  2. Oh, yes! You capture the surprise and the yielding, the clues to love, however small:

    "Not like cresting a tall mountain peak,
    Or like eagle and hawk, beak to beak,
    Before the need even to speak,
    It's your beauty I seek."

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  3. eagle and hawk, beak to beak... love that!!

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  4. This is so gently romantic. I love it!

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  5. "It's your beauty I seek."...the yearning tugs at the heartstrings...

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  6. amor vincit omnia'...it is the conquest of love

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  7. Love it, Sherry....
    Not like cresting a tall mountain peak,
    Or like eagle and hawk, beak to beak,
    Before the need even to speak,
    It's your beauty I seek.

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  8. There is a beautiful drowsy feel to this - wrapped up in that soft blue sky and misty feeling.. I don't think I have read one of you love poems recently - I love it xo

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  9. Oh Sherry, I love this one sooo much!! ❤

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  10. that soft inner glow...yep.. if someone's in love it def. becomes visible in many ways...

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  11. Your wand of words cast a beautiful landscape of love. Thank you

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  12. love is surely a conqueror. nice write Sherry

    much love...

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  13. What beautiful words and imagery you have captured here Sherry.

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  14. This is a very beautiful poem.

    Not like cresting a tall mountain peak,
    Or like eagle and hawk, beak to beak,

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  15. The last stanza is telling. One may be brought back to stark reality in many instances not privileged in seeing what is expected. Success is elusive!

    Hank

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  16. The rhyme is a delight. And the poem itself... something my heart can dance to.

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  17. One needs to introspect deeply sometimes.. !!And yes, you wove the poetry with beautiful warmth and sensibilities...Just love this piece, Sherry!❤️

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  18. I too like the lines that Susan quoted Sherry~ Rhyming lines are delightful indeed.

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  19. What a lovely lyrical piece, Sherry! I so enjoyed reading this.

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