Dennis S. Martin's Blog, page 136

Who Knew?

Who knew…

          That you would be the one,

          The only one to steal my heart away.

          Breaking every rule established

          By polite society.

It's true…

          That I was waiting for

          A miracle to come along

          And sweep me off my feet,

          To carry me to ecstasy.

Adieu…

          To old memories of

          What love was supposed to be.

          No clue is what I possess

          As you confess your soul.

All new…

          Are these feelings that you

          Stir in me with every breath.

          The sudden, certain knowledge that

          Your love is my true goal.

Who Knew?

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The Art of Dating

No one really knows the

Art of dating anymore.  It was

Lost sometime back in the 60's

Between doo-wop and the Rolling Stones.

 

The free-love movement desecrated

All regard for proper form,

Tearing down the barriers and

Clearing out restrictive zones.

 

Nowadays the dating game

Is played upon a different court.

Rules relaxed down to the point

Where no rules need apply.

 

Sleazy, darkened, noise-filled clubs

Replacing Mother's parlor.

Rooms where desperation dwells

And morals go to die.

 

Tricks devised to bed, not wed,

Are etched on bathroom walls,

As lurkers, losers, louts and creeps

Stalk freely through the halls.

 

And no one really knows the rules.

They're made up as they go along.

The art of dating gone for good,

A dirge it's dying song.

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Full Court Pressure

Brace yourself, for here it comes.

Time for a little one on one.

A crazy quilt of random pattern

Meant to fool, create diversion,

 

Quickly sneaking past defenses,

Testing all reflex reactions

Leaping high into the air to

Crash the nets and score the goal.

 

Persisting with tenacity,

Boldly questioning endurance,

Trying hard to wear your will

Down to a point where I can win

 

Your favor in the game of love.

You taunt and tease and fan the flame,

As I keep up the full court pressure

Hoping you will do the same.

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Sometimes a Good Thing

Martha Stewart, eat your heart out,

Always telling me about the simple,

Finer things in life that make it

Just a little more enjoyable,

 

A little less deplorable and

Self-fulfilling if my mind and

Hands are willing to find the

Slightest bit of creativity employable.

 

No more waiting in the wings

To be a players' understudy,

No more watching QVC to

Order someone else's craft,

 

I am out to make my own,

Claim my prize in a lover's game,

Striking out like Tom and Huck to

Float down stream on a hand-made raft.

 

What bold adventure, this journey called love,

To fly up to Heaven on gossamer wings.

Martha, my dear, you can't build love by hand,

But sometimes it truly is a good thing.

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A Constant Vigil

Always watching, standing guard

Against the common criminal

Whose goal it is to pilfer hearts

And use them for a time,

Then run away with disillusioned

Disappointment when they find

Your true love lingers for another

As you fall victim to their crime.

Looking out beyond the gates

With eyes alert and jaw set tight,

I stay my keep and search horizons

From my station high above

Making every effort in

The maelstrom of living

To keep a constant vigil

From the watchtower of love.

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Where Earth Ends and Heaven Begins

We met on a Saturday,

A chilled November evening

When the heat inside was

Magnified by bodies jumping,

 

Dancing to the rhythm from

A jukebox playing in the corner of the hall,

Lively jaunting melodies

Kept filling up the air.

 

You were sad when first we met,

Looking for a shoulder you could

Lean upon, needing someone

To restore your faith in love.

 

I was wide-eyed, filled with

Expectation, just a bumpkin

From the country with an

Empty open heart to fill.

 

We had just one dance that night;

Threw all caution to the winds.

I held you in forever…

Where earth ends and Heaven begins.

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Forever

How long does forever last?

I know what I believe is true.

It started on the day we met,

The day I started loving you.

It lingers in the evening breeze,

Reflected in your smiling face,

Like the interlocking pattern

Woven into finest lace.

It casts an evening shadow

But the darkness never falls.

It waits a final passage

But the reaper never calls.

Forever…you and I together

Till poems forget to rhyme.

Forever lies within your eyes.

It is no measurement of time.

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Chambers in the Heart

We are probing, you and I

In an unfamiliar land

Where wishes tumble to the ground

As listless falling autumn leaves,

Where hope runs highest early on

And expectation generates

A spectrum of emotions

That a thriving foolish heart believes

 

We are children playing hard

To understand a grownup game,

Hidden in a land so strange,

Too often seeming worlds apart.

Seeking wisdom with comparison,

Hoping love will find our waiting

Empty cornucopia

To fill our chambers in the heart.

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Just Once…

Just once…

          If I could see your face again

          Feel your warm embrace and then

          Never let you go I know,

          It could be like it was when

You held me in your loving heart,

Vowed that we would never part

As we pledged our love to grow,

But I wasn't very smart.

Just once…

          You were true as true could be

          Saved your love for only me.

          I went sowing one last seed

          While you were waiting patiently.

          How could I have been so cruel?

          Set to break a lover's rule

          With a hurtful wicked deed.

          Now I feel like such a fool

          I never meant to make you cry,

          Can't present an alibi

          Can we give it one more try?

Just once…

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Bliss

Bliss,

This.

You,

Me.

We

Be

Heart

Free

To agree

Or disagree to

A degree on

All we see.

Lovingly

Tenderly

Knowingly

You hold the key.

Thankfully on

Bended knee,

I share with you,

You give to me

This

Bliss.

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