I'll know if
gently his hands seek mine
touch home with tenderness
if the ring he gives is his arms
and he holds me with his kiss
I'll know if
my dawn wings on feathers
to paint him newborn skies
if when moonbeams torch his
heart, they spark my lover's eyes
I'll know if
soft breezes flirting lightly
in my once golden hair
if he still longs to breathe
me in, in amber perfume there
I'll know if
he feels my song sing
blue into his mornings
if he sails my forever
despite all gale warnings
I'll know if
the bloom upon my face
is a faded memory
if wrinkles cover head to foot
'tis beauty he still sees
I'll know if
when I close my eyes
and dream him one last time
if on the ethers come his words
...I'm glad that she was mine.
In a list
A contest entry
- Prime. Rhyme . Time (Must vote contest) by Legend.
2000 points, ended May 25, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I have just come across this by accident and so pleased I have, what a beautiful poem to read on this Christmas morning, thankyou.
Merry Christmas to you.
Lulu
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You have made me smile this morning by sending along this lovely poem. How beautifully soft and caring and to truly be thankful for the gift is when love is real.
I know that last line ...
Thank you. ~Pamela 
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I knew you would.
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What more could she want than to know ~
...I'm glad that she was mine.
Very nice love poem.
Joe
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a touch.. a heal... you laid it down once again...properly place in a romantic scene 'viewable'.
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A soft and romantic lilt accompanies this poem , what a beauty!!!. awesome penning here, bravo
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Thank you, Bill. I see a romantic soul peeking through your poems frequently, and I still remember the chivalry of roses you sent me metaphorically not long ago. Your writing makes me think of another poem I wrote too, which made reference to starlight disappearing at dawn, and I thought you might enjoy the similarities to your poem, but I can't find it now to send you the link.
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Well when ya find it, send it over at your conveneince, i look forward to reading it, as I do any of your work.
I know i have asked this again and again, but... when's the book coming out???
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This is so delicate and romantic. The rhyme and flow are perfect. Indeed, beautiful words that anyone would love. Wow. I just love it. ~ Joyce
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Hello, Joyce. It's nice to meet another romantic.
I'm pleased that you came by to share my poem. Karen
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These certainly a very beautiful words - lovely way to deacribe a situation and a loved one. Easy to read and understasnd, good flow and creative use of space.
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It's nice to see you again, and am pleased you stopped to share my poetry. Thank you. ~ Karen
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This is very beautiful sentiment, and set in lovely metaphors. I like "if he sails my forever" and "'tis beauty he still sees". The rhyming is natural and the best way to say it. Best of luck!
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I hope you are feeling better. Thank you for the kind words. ~K
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newborn skies.. WOW !! I really like the picture u have painted here Very soothing poem.. good luck in the contest..
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Thank you. Glad you stopped by to read.... I love your icon. It feels bountiful. ~K
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This is beautiful, just beautiful. to speak of long-lasting love, two people together for many years and still the love shines through their eyes and memories. It's just lovely, I can say no more other than ramble on..... ~Von
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Hi Karen,
One of the most lovely pieces I have read of yours simply beautiful can can tell it comes from your heart and reflects such meaning and love within it wanting to know you was always loved and those feelings never ended. Felt some sadness to this of uncertainaity but in other words when all else fades the heart your heart to be seen through it all. Lovely piece. Hugs...
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Hey Sissie! Thank you, Love. It's so good to share thoughts with you again. (Love your new picture!) ~ Karen
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I can only assume that the only reason I wasn't invited onto the contest is because I am unknown to Legend, for as you know, I'm the most beautiful person in the world...and the most humble!
Look at the 100 trillion comments! So how do I make mine stand out from the others...?
KAREN PLAGIARIZED THIS!
Think that will work?
Yes, I'm a pretty much worthless. Now time to get down to business:
Isn't that the biggest question there is...(rhetorical of course, please, no one provide me with more dire examples)
Am I loved? No, not, am I desired, or am I useful...am I loved...have "we" risen to that state of oneness that makes "us" inseparable, and that old "Kismit" line you used recently. It was you, right? I know in every relationship I've had, that is the main question I wanted answered...well, right after, "Did you drink my Moxie?"
I wonder if stanzas four and five should be flip-flopped? To me it just seemed to fit netter closer to the end, since, well, age implies a long time of being together and experiencing each other, to then go on to the stanza about mornings seems then anti-climatic. Just my thought, and most people tell me I have no good ones, so there you go.
"The One" that says a mouthful, implies even more.
The last line I'd like to buy from you...it's the ultimate satisfaction for most of us.
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Yem,
I promise not to tell where I got this write if you promise not to tell, either. Love poems get so tricky!
I happily flip-flopped stanzas four and five. Thank you. Sometimes, I think the perfect One is one of many different faces! But no matter! I'm never going to be a perfect match anyway, despite my spilt personalities.... I should have daisies for a background maybe? He loves me; he loves me not, he loves me.... aw fiddlesticks, Yem!
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Thank you so much for blessing us all with this very beautiful piece of work, a lovely sweet read and a very enjoyable one too. Simply divine my dear. Well done and good luck in the contest.
Shaz xx
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Beautiful beautiful poetry - I stand in awe. This is prime rhyme as only you can write, Karen.
You carry the beautiful inside you....that's why it is alive here on this page. Bookmarked.
My arms around you big, my friend.
~ Nicolette
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Good morning, from my coast to yours, Nicci...you always leave the oil of gladness in my heart, and the loveliest smile!
Karen
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A magnificent love poem--transcendent, eternal and touched by true beauty. I like it--can you tell?
Bill
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Such a sweet reply, Bill... a big smile here of appreciation for the touch of your wise eyes and poetic heart.
Thank you!!!
Karen
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Many have said just how beautiful this poem is,let me also add my name to that list.A truly poem of deep love.(and I'm not the romantic poetry type)A piece any poet would have loved to claim. Excellent Good luck in the contest Thank you for entering
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Legend, what a smile it is to say hello again and to share a little sun on this rainy Oregon morning. Thank you. Your contests are always a pleasure. ~K
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Wonderful poem.Just what I needed this morning.Well done you.I wish you well in this contest, Ros
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Gwenevere, I love the anagrams in your name, almost a reverie. Thank you for the soft blessing. May your day sing. ~ Karen
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babydoll!!!!!
THE TITLE as part of the alliterative one liners through the poem brings a tremendous unity to this fine poem. The stanzas them selves are smoothly flowing and the rhymes, which incidentally are subtle and not those clumsy sound rhymes that ruin so much poetry today, well, they are sound rhymes but the format is such that it is sophisticated and two lines rhyme where the other two either are more poetic types of rhymes which many beginning poets do not understand are the only thing which separates doggerl poety and serious poetry, but the are easy and fine on the ear of the reader ... the theme is increasingly strong as images of the sense of aging as the feeling of longing grows brings about a hint of death , a death when it comes or a separation when it comes, need not be forever.
bravo ... this is really a fine fine work
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Love.
The knock,
The door,
The Answer within.
We climb in or out through windows, looking for the key we all carry. It's the only metaphor that can never be contained in a metaphor or a rhyme...It always comes out in its own free verse!
Thank you, Danni.
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if you knew how lovely this poem was it is such a magical breath taking piece i think you did a very great job best of wishes to yo in the contest
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Awww!
Hello, poet. There is magic all around us. Thank you for your rainbow. It's a promise, you know, and a boundless circle!
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Oh what a beautiful poem, the words were so lovely and gentle, just a delightful read!!
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Thank you, Bex. I'm in rhyme clime again. ~K
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"if when moonbeams torch his
heart, they spark my lover's eyes"
Ahhh, so that's why I needed sunglasses last night. 
Beautifully penned, Sweetie. Good luck in the contest, my Friend. Wanda
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you have such a gentle voice. It captures so completely all the true gifts of what makes love so special. In this you have shown that time and all it weary journeys across our bodies should never touch true love that lives in the soul. We are all blessed when we are smart enough to still our crazy minds, stop listening to the wind that blows through the hole in our head and start being quiet to hear the wonder and the glory that love will give when we let it speak from the center of our being. Beautifully done. Love it.
Tom B.
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...and you always do speak from the heart. The hole in my head is full of echoes, as is the plight of airheads, but dear Tom, I can count on you always to see that the best things in life are not things. We get to take them with us!
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We are spiritual beings learning to experience a material world. The material world is a result of the creation of time. What truly counts lives on far past anything that time could count.
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Oh this is just so pretty and soft and it made me smile and yearn for the thought of loving arms and a special face to see each day. Just gorgeous. Love, Chez
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