Love...a re-run cause sometimes I forget:)

 

There is no pride in love

No selfish vanity

To find its pure fulfillment

We must seek humility

There is no fear in love

And as it freely pours

It never empties but instead

Increases more and more

There is no guilt in love

But its vile tempter, lust

Will sully precious purity

And rob the heart of trust

There is no greed in love

Nor self-sought indulgence

Yet Love succors our deepest need

In wondrous recompense

There is no loss in love

Its call, our greatest debt

The more we give to fellowman

The more and more we get

© Janet Martin

There is no pride in love

No selfish vanity

To find its pure fulfillment

We must seek humility

There is no fear in love

And as it freely pours

It never empties but instead

Increases more and more

There is no guilt in love

But its vile tempter, lust

Will sully faultless purity

And rob the heart of trust

There is no greed in love

Nor self-sought indulgence

Yet Love succors our deepest need

In wondrous recompense

There is no loss in love

Its call, our greatest debt

The more we give to fellowman

The more and more we get

© Janet Martin

- See more at: http://anotherporch.blogspot.ca/2014/02/lets-talk-about-love-9.html#sthash.2h12dZGx.dpuf

There is no pride in love

No selfish vanity

To find its pure fulfillment

We must seek humility

There is no fear in love

And as it freely pours

It never empties but instead

Increases more and more

There is no guilt in love

But its vile tempter, lust

Will sully faultless purity

And rob the heart of trust

There is no greed in love

Nor self-sought indulgence

Yet Love succors our deepest need

In wondrous recompense

There is no loss in love

Its call, our greatest debt

The more we give to fellowman

The more and more we get

© Janet Martin

- See more at: http://anotherporch.blogspot.ca/2014/02/lets-talk-about-love-9.html#sthash.2h12dZGx.dpuf

One Wonderful Word

 A sunny smile for a cold, growl-y night...

It crossed my lips today

A lovely little word

And in its lilting assonance

A thousand scenes were stirred

Of bare feet teasing pasture ponds

Or turquoise-skirted beach

Of afternoons, green-gold and bronze

Flavored with sun-ripe peach

Of white adrift on azure seas

Of heady honey-suckle breeze

Through sweeping, sighing willow-trees

Where memories beseech

Who knew a word can kiss

The air with poetry

And hang its pretty verses where

Only thought’s eye can see

Of morning, sweet with dew and dust

Of gardens pink with plume

Of puddle-mirrors, wanderlust

In nature’s living-room

Of fence where musky wild grapes climb

Of honey-bee in blue-bell chime

…One wonderful word; summertime

Sets winter-hearts a-bloom

© Janet Martin

For summer-lovers

The Moon-man and His Love

Did you know that Thursday has a new name? Wikem-day; see definition here.

 The Moon's gravitational influence produces the ocean tides and the slight lengthening of the day. Wikipedia

The lights along the boulevard poke holes into the dark

A diamond parasol covers slight lengthening of day

Where shape of Time is lithe and lean and slipping silver-gray

Into deep blue adieu where new adventurers embark

The beck and calling-rise and falling-holding-letting go

Reaches like quiet shadows to a place beneath Her skin

She hears upon a sentimental solitude within  

Echoes, like lagging sea-song on a garden white with snow

The moon-man does not smile, still, still his solemn comradeship

Touches a chord; a duet borne of love and loneliness

Ignites a strange homesickness for a nameless happiness

Where he and she are worlds apart yet dancing lip to lip

The moon-man murmurs ‘darling’ and the moon-man murmurs ‘dear’

She wonders if his stone-face hurts with tears he cannot weep

Because she cannot promise what she knows she cannot keep

And so she nods; Time knows that soon they both will disappear

© Janet Martin

Since it is a moon prompt and the season for love I can't resist adding this song...

Hello, Love

 

Thanks to hubby I'm a diehard Hank Snow fan :)

I love you

Let Time have its way

Darling, nothing

Seems to stay

Save love

I love you

The very best

Darling, we're not lucky

We're blessed

By love

I love you~

Janet

Hubby is a truck-driver but he often stops by to see what's happening here:)

Hey Girls, I Have an Idea

After reading Dayle's post here it inspired me to send a love-note to hubby. Wanna join in the fun and do it too? Let our better-halves know how much we love them!

 Sometimes/too often I fail to tell him, assuming he knows, but I think they want to hear it as much as we do, right?

Sometimes I seem   to overlook

the big things I should do

like stop a moment

just to say

I love

you

J~

Love Perseveres...

Someone commented this morning that love perseveres in spite of...

Yes, it does.

 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. 1 Cor.13:7

Love perseveres

Beyond fumbles and stumbles

And grumbles

And going unnoticed

And such

Love perseveres

Beyond pleading and heeding

And needing

And longing for

 Its returned touch

Love perseveres

Through tears and the hurt

That seems to be

It’s testing flip-side

Because

We should love like He

Who first loved full and free

Thus, Love perseveres

It is what

God does

…for us

© Janet Martin

Lingering Longer

Last night I reached for you

Though you are far from here

I held you dearly to my cheek

In a tear

Love learns to open arms

And mouth ‘love-you’ good-byes

But I can see you soft and clear

Behind closed eyes

Sometimes when I can feel

You near way over there

I hold you close within my heart

In a prayer

© Janet Martin