Posts Tagged ‘Love’

On Monday, I made her a peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich for lunch.

On Tuesday, I made her a jelly-and-peanut-butter sandwich.

On Wednesday she received a sandwich made of peanut-butter-and-jelly,

and on Thursday she was gifted a sandwich made of jelly-and-peanut- butter.

On Friday, why is she telling me, I need more variety in my life?

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It would not be appreciated,

if you were not with me

to enjoy it.

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Is it wrong

to want the person you love

to remain the same forever?

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Not Now Little Birdie

Imagine hearing the most shrill, obnoxious “peep” you can think of at 5 in the morning.

Then repeat it every 10 minutes.

“Dear, the fire alarm needs a new battery,” Wifie says.

I plod out of bed and rummage blindly in the battery drawer.

I sigh. “We’re out of 9 volt batteries. I guess I’ll have to go to the store to get some.” Who can sleep with that continuing interruption?

It takes a half hour drive altogether to buy new batteries from “Walmies World,” our not so local 24 hour super convenience store. Eventually the batteries are swapped to silence the monster chickie. I may as well stay up. I’m awake now…

Why do I have to be the man?

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If they weren’t so different,

you’d not be attracted.
If they weren’t a challenge,

you’d not be interested.
If they weren’t so incomprehensible,

you’d not be intrigued.
If they weren’t amenable,

you couldn’t stay.

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See the distant and dim stars

in the bowl of the sky.

They cast a cold stellar breeze across my face.

They are no match

for the sun burning bright within my breast

and its aurora borealis

because of you.

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“I’m from Minnesota

Got no one to call my own

So I go a lookin’ for you Hi-ya



If you’ll be my honey

I will be your suger pie

Wei ya hi

Wei ya hi ya!”


These are lyrics from an old 49er song. These were sung for round dances where young people could socialize with each other after a powwow.

Here is a link to a softer kind of 49er that I think you’ll enjoy. It’s called the “Eternity Song” by Randy Wood and friends. The English lyrics are:

“As long as the grass grows, river flows.

As long as the wind blows,

That’s how I will love you,

for all eternity”.

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This poem was inspired by the poetry of Ethel Mortenson Davis entitled,  The Sacred Space. I’ve always wanted to write love poetry, but have tried to stay away from being “gooey”.  Have I succeeded? I’m also interested in knowing what your favorite love poems are. Please let me know.

I Will Be Your Sacred Place

I will never desire to hurt you,
nor touch you in anger.

I will be your shield from the destroyers.

I will walk in virtue beside you,
and be your sacred place.

I will see you,
hearken unto you,
and know you.

You will always walk in beauty before me.

I will care for you,
mourn with you in your sorrow;
and soothe you when you are troubled.

I will challenge you,
and intrigue you.

I will be your familiar,
and we will be comfortable together.

I will make you laugh,
and wish to be with me always,

but I will live longer than you,
so you do not have to be the one who grieves,
as the other passes.

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