Here is a list of Villanelle Poems written by members. Read poetry, post your own poems or comments. Poems on these pages are copyrighted © by the authors who entered them. Click here to post a poem.
THE OLD FAMILY BIBLE
The old family Bible,we take it for granted.
It's always there on the coffee table in the living room.
We look at it,brush it off,and always say,I'll start reading it soon.
Our intentions are sincere,but we often have something else to do,
or we're just too tired.
We seem to forget,that old Bible is our guidance,our strength,
and God's Holy word that keeps us inspired.
Oh yes,we reverence that old family Bible with it's torn,yellow pages,
and it's stained outer appearance,
but do we realize it's importance?,the power,? and it's deliverance?
We make sure it's dusted and always sits square in the center
of the table.
It seems that it's just a piece of furniture added to the rooms decor
Again,we seem to forget,that the old family Bible can keep
our lives stable,...and it's Holy words in our hearts,...
we should cherish and adore.
That old family Bible isn't just a centerpiece,it's so much more,...
more than what it is used for!
All we need in our lives is freely given to us in there!
We just need to open our hearts,study and read,..
and spend much more time in prayer!
That old Bible is much more than a family heirloom,
it's God's Holy word made alive,....
peace, joy,comfort,and strength,...it's all in there,
God simply wants us to comply.
So,don't walk on by, pick it up,open it,read and pray,...
and when you do,I'm certain God will speak to you today!
It's always there on the coffee table in the living room.
We look at it,brush it off,and always say,I'll start reading it soon.
Our intentions are sincere,but we often have something else to do,
or we're just too tired.
We seem to forget,that old Bible is our guidance,our strength,
and God's Holy word that keeps us inspired.
Oh yes,we reverence that old family Bible with it's torn,yellow pages,
and it's stained outer appearance,
but do we realize it's importance?,the power,? and it's deliverance?
We make sure it's dusted and always sits square in the center
of the table.
It seems that it's just a piece of furniture added to the rooms decor
Again,we seem to forget,that the old family Bible can keep
our lives stable,...and it's Holy words in our hearts,...
we should cherish and adore.
That old family Bible isn't just a centerpiece,it's so much more,...
more than what it is used for!
All we need in our lives is freely given to us in there!
We just need to open our hearts,study and read,..
and spend much more time in prayer!
That old Bible is much more than a family heirloom,
it's God's Holy word made alive,....
peace, joy,comfort,and strength,...it's all in there,
God simply wants us to comply.
So,don't walk on by, pick it up,open it,read and pray,...
and when you do,I'm certain God will speak to you today!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
I felt when I wrote this that it's simply a fact,..we DO take God's Holy word for granted some times!
The Lovers (A Villanelle)
They came together in passion
their love was without ration
it was so full of loving tension
Their love was one in a million
they shared only one vision
they came together in passion
They walked together in union
as if they had taken a potion
it was so full of loving tension
Dreams shared without ration
together they shared a pillow
they came together in passion
No bars here, just love's prison
their love they did not question
it was so full of loving tension
They shared just one notion
to always love with no ration
they came together in passion
it was so full of loving tension
their love was without ration
it was so full of loving tension
Their love was one in a million
they shared only one vision
they came together in passion
They walked together in union
as if they had taken a potion
it was so full of loving tension
Dreams shared without ration
together they shared a pillow
they came together in passion
No bars here, just love's prison
their love they did not question
it was so full of loving tension
They shared just one notion
to always love with no ration
they came together in passion
it was so full of loving tension
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
one of the most testing forms of poetry but I thought I would give it a try
How can I not love someone like you?(A Terzanelle)
You are my sweet, you’re my morning dew
You’ve colored my life, you take me out of the blue
How can I not love someone like you?
When the skies are blue, you turn it beautiful
When it rains in my heart you come ease the pain
You’ve colored my life, you take me out of the blue
When you’re not around, your love will remain
When I can hardly breathe, you’ll breathe for me
When it rains in my heart, you come ease the pain
You share me the secret, the depth of love for free
You’ve opened the door, held me like no one did before
When I can hardly breathe, you’ll breathe for me
I promise myself, I won’t search for another anymore
Because of you, my life has so much meaning
You’ve opened the door, held me like no one did before
I am your princess, you’re my prince charming
You are my sweet, you’re my morning dew
Because of you, my life has so much meaning
How can I not love someone like you?
........................................
You’ve colored my life, you take me out of the blue
How can I not love someone like you?
When the skies are blue, you turn it beautiful
When it rains in my heart you come ease the pain
You’ve colored my life, you take me out of the blue
When you’re not around, your love will remain
When I can hardly breathe, you’ll breathe for me
When it rains in my heart, you come ease the pain
You share me the secret, the depth of love for free
You’ve opened the door, held me like no one did before
When I can hardly breathe, you’ll breathe for me
I promise myself, I won’t search for another anymore
Because of you, my life has so much meaning
You’ve opened the door, held me like no one did before
I am your princess, you’re my prince charming
You are my sweet, you’re my morning dew
Because of you, my life has so much meaning
How can I not love someone like you?
........................................
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Apr 2012
About this poem:
A very simple poem in Terzanelle form. ^_^ It seems like many people in the poet’s corner write Terzanelle so I don’t want to be out of date, that’s it. ^_^ heehee ^_^THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR TAKING TIME TO READ....THANK YOU VERY MUCH)))
Let’s fly to Neverland! (A Terzanelle)
Though I’m not Peterpan not Ariel or the Angel of glory
Tonight I’ll come to your dreams take you to Neverland
Where we can never grow old so come with me!
In the Neverland I will make you be the better man
We will grow wild and free, a breath-taking fantasy
Tonight I’ll come to your dreams take you to Neverland
Under the velvet sky, baby come fly with me
Open your heart spread your wings and that you can fly
We will grow wild and free, a breath-taking fantasy
Way beyond the moon if the moonlight makes you cry
Your tears of joy I’ll dry by bathing you in the sea
Open your heart spread your wings and that you can fly
I’ll make you see, my love will last for eternity
Tonight when I come to you, let’s fly to Neverland
Your tears of joy I’ll dry by bathing you in the sea
I’ll treat you as my heart, I’ll hold your hand
Though I’m not Peterpan not Ariel or the Angel of glory
Tonight when I come to you, let’s fly to Neverland
Where we can never grow old so come with me!
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Tonight I’ll come to your dreams take you to Neverland
Where we can never grow old so come with me!
In the Neverland I will make you be the better man
We will grow wild and free, a breath-taking fantasy
Tonight I’ll come to your dreams take you to Neverland
Under the velvet sky, baby come fly with me
Open your heart spread your wings and that you can fly
We will grow wild and free, a breath-taking fantasy
Way beyond the moon if the moonlight makes you cry
Your tears of joy I’ll dry by bathing you in the sea
Open your heart spread your wings and that you can fly
I’ll make you see, my love will last for eternity
Tonight when I come to you, let’s fly to Neverland
Your tears of joy I’ll dry by bathing you in the sea
I’ll treat you as my heart, I’ll hold your hand
Though I’m not Peterpan not Ariel or the Angel of glory
Tonight when I come to you, let’s fly to Neverland
Where we can never grow old so come with me!
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Apr 2012
About this poem:
practicing Terzanelle ^_^THANK YOU EVERYONE VERY VERY MUCH FOR TAKING TIME TO READ ^_^ I AM AN AMATEUR WRITER... LOL
a distance
seems like in was yesterday when i hug you
you gave me a warm and happinest
i looked in to your eyes
you smiled at me
I called your name to let you know
I need you here morhethan a "wants"
The space between us should be "flowers"
You created it be a "monster"
i sang a song to tell my feeling
to tell the world i am not playing
i can keep this love alive
no matter from east to west
you gave me a warm and happinest
i looked in to your eyes
you smiled at me
I called your name to let you know
I need you here morhethan a "wants"
The space between us should be "flowers"
You created it be a "monster"
i sang a song to tell my feeling
to tell the world i am not playing
i can keep this love alive
no matter from east to west
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
Long distance
SHE WROTE THIS (i have dimentia)
SHE PENNED THIS (N0T ME, I HAVE DIMENTIA)
Often we meet new people and know
We just don’t know what to say
Sometimes you just want to rise up and go
But then the lord of dance wills you to stay
I always compare it to a dove seeking a mate
While landing with grace on the highest tower
The dove knows all about providence and fate
While the Lord of dance grants him a power
Suddenly where a dove roosted all alone
Because of the power he had been granted
Two doves agreed to face the unknown
Because seeds will grow if properly planted
Sitting by a fast food restaurant waiting
Watching people pass by and time as well
This is that which I am unequivocally stating
To some pretty lady I’m a pretty hard sell
So the dance continues or it fades away
No melody, no harmony and everything seems wrong
But oftentimes the Lord of dance has his say
And soon two are singing the very same song
© 2011.…..~SHE!~
Often we meet new people and know
We just don’t know what to say
Sometimes you just want to rise up and go
But then the lord of dance wills you to stay
I always compare it to a dove seeking a mate
While landing with grace on the highest tower
The dove knows all about providence and fate
While the Lord of dance grants him a power
Suddenly where a dove roosted all alone
Because of the power he had been granted
Two doves agreed to face the unknown
Because seeds will grow if properly planted
Sitting by a fast food restaurant waiting
Watching people pass by and time as well
This is that which I am unequivocally stating
To some pretty lady I’m a pretty hard sell
So the dance continues or it fades away
No melody, no harmony and everything seems wrong
But oftentimes the Lord of dance has his say
And soon two are singing the very same song
© 2011.…..~SHE!~
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
BECAUSE SHE'S A CHEAP DATE!THE DENIAL OF DENIM
THE DENIL OF DENIM
I still and will sleep in the denim jacket you gave me to own
Now that I am sleeping all alone
Do you remember the peace sign I drew on the back?
And now it’s your peacefulness which I lack
I won’t even wash it or have it cleaned
And from this jacket I may never be weaned
It’s security, it’s memories and has the aroma of fresh morning dew
Some cloth, some ink and a reminder of the time I spent with you
Actually it could use a rinse or two
But I don’t want to rid any part of you
Not the look in your eyes when you gave it to me
And without you that denim jacket seems garish and gloomy
Besides “Peace” it also says “love” that now seems ironic
Because you swore I was your love and you were my tonic
But elixirs can’t exorcise what seems totally premeditated
And I don’t think the AROMA of you will ever be thusly faded
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
I still and will sleep in the denim jacket you gave me to own
Now that I am sleeping all alone
Do you remember the peace sign I drew on the back?
And now it’s your peacefulness which I lack
I won’t even wash it or have it cleaned
And from this jacket I may never be weaned
It’s security, it’s memories and has the aroma of fresh morning dew
Some cloth, some ink and a reminder of the time I spent with you
Actually it could use a rinse or two
But I don’t want to rid any part of you
Not the look in your eyes when you gave it to me
And without you that denim jacket seems garish and gloomy
Besides “Peace” it also says “love” that now seems ironic
Because you swore I was your love and you were my tonic
But elixirs can’t exorcise what seems totally premeditated
And I don’t think the AROMA of you will ever be thusly faded
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
it's about cease and glovepa pa barbara st. died 2009 7th of october .
Godour heavenly father
oh Godand my father who is also in heaven
maythe light of this flickiering candle illluminate my soul.
papa can u hear me,papa can u hear me, papa can u help me not be so frightened.
looking at the skies i seem to see a 1000 eyes which ones are yours,where are you yesterdayhas waved goodbye and closed it's doors.
the night is so much darker and the wind so much colder,the world i see is so much bigger now that i''m aloone.
papa please forgive me , try to understand me , papa don't you know i had no choice
can u hear me praying every thing im saying,eventhough the night is filled with voices.
the trees are so much taller
and i feel so much smaller
the moon is twice as lonely and the bthe stars are have as brighter.
papa how i love you
papa how i need u
papa how i miiss you holding my hand at night.
oh Godand my father who is also in heaven
maythe light of this flickiering candle illluminate my soul.
papa can u hear me,papa can u hear me, papa can u help me not be so frightened.
looking at the skies i seem to see a 1000 eyes which ones are yours,where are you yesterdayhas waved goodbye and closed it's doors.
the night is so much darker and the wind so much colder,the world i see is so much bigger now that i''m aloone.
papa please forgive me , try to understand me , papa don't you know i had no choice
can u hear me praying every thing im saying,eventhough the night is filled with voices.
the trees are so much taller
and i feel so much smaller
the moon is twice as lonely and the bthe stars are have as brighter.
papa how i love you
papa how i need u
papa how i miiss you holding my hand at night.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
This is about my father Michael Mulryan who died in a tragic accident inwaterville co kerry ireland.Dadddy im crying.I told you in Dublin to be careful, pulled back ur baseball cap. you said you were drivering since u were twelve years old.I loove you.
your daughter Elaine
I was meant to die first remember.i put the baseball cap on you before they closed the casket
i didn't make it to the funeral i guess i was selfish
The Bible
For all religious people,do not take offence at this poem.
The bible its just a fairy tale
That so many people will often believe
When at times they become so lonely beyond all reality
But the bible its just a story with no real truth to be told
And so just forget all about those fairy tales
From now so long ago
For all life itself its really for living
Just like all those others do now every day
And so don't go wasting another second
When you feel the need to pray
For all time its oh so precious
With your whole future now in store
And so now step outside while you are still alive
And then live your life once more
For each new tomorrow its not so far away
And so put that bible down
And then reach out for all of that fun
That's now forever all around
For no one knows just what might be
And so live your life to the full
For no matter how many times you pray each night
No one will hear your call
And so throw away that bible
That you have now read for so many times before
And then dance to all of that music
While you are on the disco floor
For its only then that you will meet that someone
With a very special love to share
And so now stop all of your praying
That just won't get you anywhere
For the bible it cannot give what you really need
No matter how many times you pray
And so now step outside while you are still alive
And then live your life each day.
The bible its just a fairy tale
That so many people will often believe
When at times they become so lonely beyond all reality
But the bible its just a story with no real truth to be told
And so just forget all about those fairy tales
From now so long ago
For all life itself its really for living
Just like all those others do now every day
And so don't go wasting another second
When you feel the need to pray
For all time its oh so precious
With your whole future now in store
And so now step outside while you are still alive
And then live your life once more
For each new tomorrow its not so far away
And so put that bible down
And then reach out for all of that fun
That's now forever all around
For no one knows just what might be
And so live your life to the full
For no matter how many times you pray each night
No one will hear your call
And so throw away that bible
That you have now read for so many times before
And then dance to all of that music
While you are on the disco floor
For its only then that you will meet that someone
With a very special love to share
And so now stop all of your praying
That just won't get you anywhere
For the bible it cannot give what you really need
No matter how many times you pray
And so now step outside while you are still alive
And then live your life each day.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
All about love from someone you can see,feel and hold closeTHAT WHICH I REQUIRE IS DIRE by ~free cee!~
something out of the ordinary
something unexpected
something i've never done before
something that at the end of the day i could say
hey, that was an exhilerating feeling
doing something out of character for me
i'd like something for someone else to come true
i'd like something wonderful to reach the heart of someone who fully deserves it
i'd like to buy a couple a wondrous dinner and be the waiter to serve it
i'd like to see someone smile at a stranger and I'd hope a stranger's
grin would turn into more
until they're kissing good night at her door
i'd like to do something for someone whose heart is in the same place as mine
i'd like to make a new aquaintance shine
i'd like to walk a mile, sit down by a lake and drink raggae champagne
i'd like to say to someone, "oh, i'm sorry, the raggae champagne made a stain"
i'd like to help eradicate the stain
and if they feel the need i would try to rid them of their pain
i'd like to help someone i don't know with their stress and strain
i'd like something blatantly extravagant to occur
like finding her
a woman un-like so many others who've asked for gems, luxury and floor length fur
i'd like to find someone to make me completely, un-mitigatingly, startling and unexpectedly feel at ease
to forget for a while the threat and debts of my enemies
i'd really like someone remarkably new
Without my being presumptuous,
could that lady be you?
(c) 2011.....~free cee!~
something unexpected
something i've never done before
something that at the end of the day i could say
hey, that was an exhilerating feeling
doing something out of character for me
i'd like something for someone else to come true
i'd like something wonderful to reach the heart of someone who fully deserves it
i'd like to buy a couple a wondrous dinner and be the waiter to serve it
i'd like to see someone smile at a stranger and I'd hope a stranger's
grin would turn into more
until they're kissing good night at her door
i'd like to do something for someone whose heart is in the same place as mine
i'd like to make a new aquaintance shine
i'd like to walk a mile, sit down by a lake and drink raggae champagne
i'd like to say to someone, "oh, i'm sorry, the raggae champagne made a stain"
i'd like to help eradicate the stain
and if they feel the need i would try to rid them of their pain
i'd like to help someone i don't know with their stress and strain
i'd like something blatantly extravagant to occur
like finding her
a woman un-like so many others who've asked for gems, luxury and floor length fur
i'd like to find someone to make me completely, un-mitigatingly, startling and unexpectedly feel at ease
to forget for a while the threat and debts of my enemies
i'd really like someone remarkably new
Without my being presumptuous,
could that lady be you?
(c) 2011.....~free cee!~
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
a lovely Brit told me today is my birthday so i had to be nice after reading something under a poem i posted about two hours ago, so by now it should be on page 27....the only trouble is yesterday was my birthday, so i needn't be nice today...fret not, a lot more of my anger will be fueld by anxst creeated by contemptable people like most of youi, who propogate more disappointment than successes, because that's what you people do when you give false hope to the hopeless! see you people are limiting my arrogance! ~free!~Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
This is a list of poems submitted by CS members. Click 'Details' tab to see all poems, or click on a poem title to view and comment on individual poems. Click headings to sort by comments or views.
Would YOU like to post a poem in the Poet's Corner? Have you written poetry that you'd like to share with other members? Posting your poetry shows your skill and creativity and helps members get to know you better. Your poem will appear on the Connecting Singles Poetry page and also in a link on your profile page.
Click here to publish your poetry »