David Wood

Gold Star - 4,812 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

True Love - Poem by David Wood

The poetry of love is never dead
When couples kiss and lose their head
In romantic talk for no rhyme or reason
As they stroll in the park whatever the season.
And songbirds sing in the trees above
And hearts are warmed with talk of love
As couples sit on benches in the park
And remind themselves of loves first spark.
The poetry of love is ceasing never
This true love that fails to sever.
The sense of belonging is plain to see
This poetic love between you and me.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Thinking of Keat's sonnet On the Grasshopper and Cricket

Comments about True Love by David Wood

  • Silver Star - 4,434 Points Lorraine Colon (5/19/2013 3:07:00 PM)

    So inspirational. Nothing can compare to love. Pleasant reading for a Sunday afternoon. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 8,690 Points Hazel Durham (4/6/2013 2:16:00 PM)

    Full of the joys of true love and romance with great rhythm and flow!
    Lovely write! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 26, 2013



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