you left the door ajar
to my heart
all my dreams flew away
hiding in high trees
please catch
them and make them hatch
within your own
before placing them back
so that all may be reborn
and grow together
forever
.
Versoek
jy het die deur tot my hart oopgelos
vind asseblief my gevleuelde drome terug
wat skuil in hoë bome
om dit met joue te versoen
voordat jy dit terugplaas
in my hart se nis
waar dit sal herskep sal word
om saam sal groei
vir ewig
to my heart
all my dreams flew away
hiding in high trees
please catch
them and make them hatch
within your own
before placing them back
so that all may be reborn
and grow together
forever
.
Versoek
jy het die deur tot my hart oopgelos
vind asseblief my gevleuelde drome terug
wat skuil in hoë bome
om dit met joue te versoen
voordat jy dit terugplaas
in my hart se nis
waar dit sal herskep sal word
om saam sal groei
vir ewig
Author notes
Love is when dreams fly free ... to return.
Valentine's poem
In a list
A contest entry
- It's All About Love by grammabuff.
900 points, ended February 10, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Well done. I question your choice of word hatch and born - to me they mean the same thing, so maybe one of them needs to change? That doesn't reduce my enjoyment of your poem. Thanks. Buff
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I agree ...
for actually it is rebirth ... I changed it. Thank you so much. I enjoyed this contest.
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We have friends in St Francisville who have a hyacinth macaw. a large blue parrot type bird. He got loose, flying away to rest on low branches. They struggled with ladders and nearing the bird were treated to the taunt, "I can talk, Can you Fly?" before flying nearby to repeat the process.
Sounds like you could use someone who knows how to climb treees... -
There are two parts to this poem. Both are about the way of love's path and how it is expressed by lovers. First is the joy and elation of being in love. The second is how in coming to share this with your partner they become elated to and only add to your feelings. Wonderful expression of the simplicity and power of love. But, what I like best about it is the sense of impetuous joy that it contains.
Love,
Tom B.

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Love certainly does have a way of making you vulnerable (open to intrusion). On the other hand love won't abide where its not invited in. Obviously, you embrace it with mind, body and soul. Good luck in the contest.
Sincerely,
Leo Long

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Hopeful
You always take me to a different place; whenever I read your work I see a blue twilight sky blazing with fireflies. Sometimes many people are there, laughing and sharing and exchanging words and ideas. Sometimes it's one beatiful, sad, melancholy woman walking through those fields of fireflies with her skirts blowing in the wind behind her. Unortunately, the latter fit this work. I hope you find a path in those fields. I hope that soon there will be two people on that path, holding hands.
You always move me- always,
***Rae***

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Time is an illusion. We are immortal, the deceit is in the measuring of the standards of this world, never in our hearts. Ack,
Chris


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This is so simple and so true. True words of true poetess.

~Sonja~

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Kind of like if it loves you set it free and it will come back to where it was birthed...lol at Alex...and he says you're succinct
C


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You're the spindoctor of poetry!
You're a true poet! It's as if my imagination goes into overdrive, transfering all these words into colourful images that's just awesome!!!!!
With my minds eye i can see the dreams with fluttering wings as if they are pigeons......i can see them peering down warily from the upper branches, hiding behind the leaves.....i can also see the gentle hands around them, putting them into another heart!!! I can see the happy return to the place where they originated, it's just spectacular.... The end is.....well forever.
Well done, excellent write, something to be proud off!

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You've used a great metaphor to describe love and the feelings one experiences when longing for that special someone. Nicely done, Myra!


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in love with love
your worsd do ise and fly in love

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ifonlies
If only collected items lost could be returned
we would all be richer
( I finally started giving them away
rather than having them gather dust )

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Oh my! I love this. It is a true love poem by one who truly knows love. I think I feel inspiration!!


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Stunning. I love this. It is so simple and profound and it encompasses so many things. This truly is the wish of so many. Everyone can relate to this.
Very well done.
Thank you -- I needed the lift.
Garrison

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Beautiful and absolutely brilliant!
Love,
Amera♥


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