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Saturday, April 20, 2013

Rhyme of Love


For love
Can wait
A century
Yet not grow old;
For love
Is one kingdom
Where death
Has lost its
Hold.
For love
Is a charge
That rests
Beautifully
On this
Slice of heart
So bold.


31 comments:

  1. What a beautiful poem, Ruby! The words belong, the rhyme is terrific as is the message.
    [And thanks for reminding me about the kingdom of love.]

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    1. Thank you so much Kymm. I am so humbled by your appreciation.

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  2. This is really nice. I like the last bit. Slice of heart. Fantastic.

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    1. Thank you so much Editors. Your encouragement is really appreciated.

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  3. nicely written, I like the two last lines especially.

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  4. This is amazingly good. Every line is lovely.

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  5. Hello, Ruby! Your poem is lovely. Thanks for sharing, and happy National Poetry Month!

    Happy A to Z-ing! from Laura Marcella @ Wavy Lines

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    1. Thank you Laura. Happy A to Z - ing and Happy National Poetry Month to you too.

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  6. This is a lovely upbeat poem! Well written and good use of the prompt.

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  7. This is beautiful Ruby! Love the second line about Love's kingdom. Great use of the prompt words!

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  8. Delightfully romantic & from the heart poetry-loved it Ruby:-)

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  9. "For love
    Is one kingdom
    Where death
    Has lost its
    Hold..."

    I loved that line. Love IS eternal. Lovely poem!

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  10. Beautiful poem - it made me smile :)

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  11. Utterly beautiful Ruby! :D

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  12. Beautiful from go to woah. Really nicely written. :)

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  13. This is really lovely, Ruby. :-)

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  14. Oh that's just lovely and uplifting!

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  15. This is beautiful. Love can overcome all!

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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.