LOVE POEM: Love is SAYING YES -- Even In The Hard Times

I LOVED YOU

long before I ever met you.

Long before I ever knew

the contours

of your face

Before I ever wrapped my arms

around your waist;

Before I ever Knew

what made you

laugh or cry,

scared or feel alone.

I loved you long before I said

YES!

YES

to your kisses

and comforting embrace

YES

to snuggling with you

and making love with you

YES

to spending the rest of my life

with you.

But what I am discovering lately

is this:

The funny thing about love

is that you have to

keep saying

YES.

YES

to trash night

and cleaning the bathroom.

YES

to sharing a bank account

and a mortgage.

YES

to long labors

and sleepless nights

YES

to unexpected losses

and missed opportunities

YES

to being vulnerable

and choosing to join each other

when we'd rather jump ship.

We have to say yes --

to all of it --

the happy and ecstatic moments

as well as the sad and mournful moments

We have to keep saying yes

year after year --

and sometimes

minute by minute!

We have to choose to say yes,

this moment,

this breath.

So on the day I stand

in front of family and friends,

I'll say yes to you --

in that moment,

with that breath,

and all the breaths

I am to have.

--LISA A. MCCROHAN--

THESE ARMS OF MINE: a poem by Rochelle Renee

 

These arms of mine

are empty, so empty

since the day you left

This heart of mine

it echoes a pain so deep

The angels even weep

So please come back soon

and fill this space

I need your loving embrace

to warm

These arms of mine

--Rochelle Renee --

Oct 5, 2022

6:17 p.m.

BLUE MOON: a Love Poem

 Blue Moon

In midnight fields/ we frolic and smile/ Once in a blue moon/ a love like this comes along/ Silvery and full/ Bathing the night meadows with a radiance/ Hand in hand/ You guide me/ illuminate me/ head to toe/ I'm surrounded by the glory/ of these wings in flight/ we're two doves soaring/ peaceful/ amid the still night/ crickets and hush/ kisses and whispers/ careful now/ don't wake the sleeping fools/ who do not feel and do not believe/ in Twin Flame love or miracles waking/ so lucky we are/ like hand in glove/ we fit so right/ you fade into me and I into you/breathless, reckless/ the fresh cut grass is jealous/ as we roll together/ passion, abandon, mirth/ the Blue Moon and love's spell/ our aphrodisiac. <3
~Rochelle Renee~

Aug 20, 2013. .
5:11 a.m.

SLEEPING HEARTS: A Love Poem

I want to bury myself

Into your

Loving wilderness

In your wild tangle

of silver

that flows forever

I want to get lost

In your diamond bright

Pools of amber-green

Where the light

Comes flooding forth

To bathe me in 

Your afterglow

And your soul 

Shines its brightest

Just for me

Where echoes

Across eternity

Tell the stories

Of all our past lives

Together

And the lessons

Of how we weaved

Our ancient secrets

Into the tapestry of time

And planted our seeds

Of devotion

In all those souls

Those sparks of Divinity

Who carried on our legacy

And here we meet again

ALAS!

After a long, tired journey

Crossing the desert

Of long-buried dreams

ALAS!

I find you again

My Silver Majesty

And now we are consumed

Once again

By the Eternal Flame

That fueled our first

Origins

And breathed the

Fire of Love

Into our veins

The golden thread

That tied us, bound us 

Across the miles

Amid

the mysteries

Keeping our hearts

Entwined

For centuries

It never broke

Yet it remained

Steadfast & Strong

Birthing life

Into sleeping hearts

That almost forgot

Their magic.

--Rochelle Renee--

4-29-2022

Poem: Destiny by Edwin Arnold

 DESTINY

Somewhere there waiteth

in this world of ours

For one lone soul another lonely soul

Each choosing each through all the weary hours

And meeting strangely at one sudden goal

Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers

Into one beautiful and perfect whole;

And life's long night is ended, and the way

Lies open onward to eternal day.

by Edwin Arnold (poet)

***with special thanks to my radio hero, Don Jackson, of CHFI FM 98.1, who hosted his Canada-wide show "Lovers & Other Strangers" from 1990 to 2010. He read this poem on one of his shows. I was a devoted listener who spent many weeknights curled up by the radio in my room, taking notes on Don's wonderful show. He featured magazine articles, quotes and poetry about relationships and also played the most beautiful love songs. Don will be sadly missed forever. Jan 12-1954 to July 12 -2020. Thank you for all the memories, Don***

MY BELOVED ~ a poem ~ by Rochelle Renee

 ~My Beloved~

Helpless, utterly helpless

Is how I feel

scared

vulnerable

like a little girl

wanting her blanket and teddy

Stripped bare of all my defenses

and armor

that I'd taken to battle

before you arrived

Standing here

in your presence

without an excuse

or anything to hide behind

I am forced

to look in the mirror

and see who I am

and it terrifies me

all my life

I was made to be the strong one

the oldest girl, the tough one,

fight the good fight, they said

and it will all work out for you

well, I'm tired and spent

exhausted

drained

from fighting the good fight

I'm tattered and worn

needing the comfort

and reassurance

of your loving hand

My Beloved

if I'd only known

how painful and real

and raw

this was going to be

I don't know if I'd have chosen you

But in the choosing, I had no choice

for you were hand-delivered

assigned, embedded, and designated

through our DNA codes

and soul contracts

So I sit here

in awe

in fear

and wonder

over you

and hope 

this is not 

all in vain

My Beloved.

~Rochelle Renee~  Jan 15-2022

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KINDRED ~ a poem ~ by Rochelle Renee

 Dear Readers,

Sharing a poem with you that I wrote this past week. Hope you enjoy and feel all the massive love, as we enter this blessed Valentine's realm for 2022.

RR xo

KINDRED~~

Strange, 

How worlds collide 

yet somehow we blend

we merge

like two lost lonely souls

who have been wandering

for decades

Eerie,

how we look for perfection

yet what we NEED is right before our eyes

we speak to each other's hearts

and flirt with fate

and then we take for granted

the hours, the minutes,

the milliseconds,

that we could be making love

and counting stars.

Funny,

how we think we're experts

on what works in the grand scheme 

of the universe

when all along, three years wasted,

we were KINDRED -- soulmates -- twin souls

all this time

right under our nose

the most magnificent miracle

we could ever imagine

we are flawed, impeccable, ancient

KINDRED

that is what we are

and I want to kiss your scars, bless your failings,

and fall at your feet

just so you can see the beauty

that is you

and only you.

--Rochelle Renee -- Jan 25, 2022

My Heart is a River

My heart is a river,

rushing forth with emotion so strong

testing the tide

tempting fate

finding the passageway

into your heart

my heart is a deluge,

ever-flowing,

overjoyed,

relentless

impassioned

on the journey

to your westward sky

and open land

where the mountains

touch heaven

and the pines

boast

of God's handiwork.

My heart is a stream,

crystal clear,

and filled with truths

the gods spoke of

centuries ago,

when all this beauty

was yet to transpire

and finally, you are here

like a vision i manifested

from all my secret dreams

My heart is an ocean

it ebbs and flows

so purely

back and forth,

telling of its

yearning

and bringing forth

all the goodness

that your heart

has needed to hear

all this time

Rochelle Renee

9:30 p.m. July 1st, 2021

LET THERE BE LOVE

Let there be falling leaves
from well-worn trees,
towering oaks,
and silver birch,
etched in time
with lines to tell
what they've been through

Autumn's bounty of
crimson, tangerine, gold
Falling, trickling,
Cascading
to the earth like
dreams and stories
we've carried so long
in hearts brimming with
hope & promise

Let there be September and October nights of
smoky skies
and diamonds in our eyes
as we watch the world slumbering
and we sit hand in hand,
under the blanket of love
sharing, loving & caressing
Just two souls
who've found one another
in the lottery of the cosmic path

We are lucky,
oh so lucky
to be here at this moment
Two flames amid
7 billion

I wanna get lost in your aquamarine eyes
and just forget the world
savor every minute of you
like the whip creme on my lips
and the hint of pumpkin spice on my tongue
from the steamed milk latte
you served me today

Let there be September skies of baby blue
with sunlight pouring through
and evening skies of sapphire
when the firewood burns
in old homes across town
while we share a moonlit stroll
murmuring secrets
only we can know

Let there be joy in our hearts
to whisk away the fear
let there be kindness
to chase away the gloom and doom
of this cruel world
let there be laughter
bubbling over from
our happy, kindred hearts

But most of all,
let there be Love.

--Rochelle Renee --
Sept 5 --2020
12:26 p.m. EST