Poetic Challenge: Cupid Hit Me With His Arrow
Let's share some love poems we wrote cause Cupid hit us with an arrow. Here is mine:
AND IF YOU DO.... I WILL BE YOURS FOREVER If you come to me and no spark leaps between our eyes, between our souls I will know you are another lesson, you are another herald of the one who is coming for one is coming........ I am so frightened that you won’t be ‘Him’ but equally frightened that you will be ‘Him.’ And if you are him, I am frightened that I have not made myself ready. Launch an assault on my castle! Bombard my walls with gentleness and caring. Stroke my face, my neck and chin. Whisper to me and tell me it will be ok, that love still exists in the world and it can be ours. Don’t let me run, wrap your arms around me. Hold me close and loose....ask me to stay... And if you do...... I will be yours forever. © 12-08-2000 |
Ok let me have a go.
Cupids arrow sourced my heart Penetrated my entire being Lavished me in a shadow song An open dance A mystical one Where every care No longer cared Where loving presence Merged in tides Of rising, drowning sorrows A comforting, loving, terror ride Soaring depths, like no tomorrow Frames of pure delightful loveliness Pierced deep into my heart The void of deep despair Captured every crevice Sourced and torn Held in his name Engulfed in waves There was nothing tame Passing momentary gasps Of this unified field of transparency Held long and lovely Enduring painful loving ecstasy Lovers nesting Deep in flames Earth and fire alive Turning every tide Into an oceanic dance Of deep desire Convulsing and sorting Cupids arrow Pierced in such haste For those with hungry face Lovers seeking to bask In the dance of spirits face A greater united place A trance of symphonies That was once an idle song Merged as two Where all belongs As the gift of arrow Faces, hands Feelings, dancing Energy plans Break the heart Shatter every wall The flame of cupid's arrow Earthed into being In two hearts on fire. |
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Yeah! But oh, how captivating, Quote:
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Indeed it was. Tell me about your cupid arrow reflection Abbara? Your poem seems to reflect the fear of loving again and old lessons of love where they were lesson not the "one" love you longed for? so both anticipation and apprehension? Also the type of love you would open your heart for at that point in your life? |
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Divorced for 17 years... Endeavoring to be my healthiest, happiest, clearest before I'd entertain the thought of comittment... He Is the One! Wandering down the years since then, I found companions, time again And told myself, though poised to run, He is for fun. He is for fun. Now comes a man unlike the rest, Who's brought from me, my very best. My joyful heart cry has begun, He is the one! He is the one! @ Abbara 2001 |
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So you found the one? :) |
Loved this challenge - thankyou Abbara!
And 'He is the One' has such joy and lightness of spirit! :hug3: My offering has a different slant :wink: but it is what has happened to me so far in this life.. The Arrow Wing of steel Flight birthed from Cupids bow I bare my chest for you I am done now with finding love I was moving too fast, such endeavour Poor target is one who scurries Never still, never patient Wing of steel Flight birthed from Cupids bow I am surrendered, yet naïve My stillness so clear an invitation There can only be one outcome But I did not know this; that There would come a rain of arrows Wings of steel Flights birthed from Cupids bow Does he have no mercy this archer? Me, here, pinioned by Love Such glorious agony, this love affair With Life itself; this vessel overflowing, To the overwhelming fanfare of my heart BW :love1: |
Yes, natures flow, I found the one. I was resistant, but this arrow came from across the universe and I felt it headed right for my trembling self... The bulls eye center of his target. Fated, melting, irresistible, giddy love. He was Native American, to explain the theme in this poem of my capitulation.
I COME INTO YOUR LODGE Walking the long and lonely path I have come at last .....to the door of your lodge Here by the threshold I lay down my little quiver ..................filled with arrows of anger. My blanket of hiding slides from my back, ..................falls gently around my feet I remove my gown of sorrow ..................fold my leggings of grief My moccasins, worn thin on my bitter path ...................slip from my weary feet I unbind my hair, tied severely ................with the binding of resistence And allow only this crowning flowering sheild ................to cover me With no sense of loss, I step away from these ................my arms, companions of my journey I come into your lodge unguarded, ................undisguised, undismayed, ready Wrap me in your arms and blankets .....Shield me and be my covering ..........for I come into your lodge ................in trust.and love. © by Abbara 12-14-2000 |
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Oh, priceless... There would come a rain of arrows? Does he have no mercy this archer? LOLOLOL Love... Softens hearts and souls and tears down barriers. I have made a vow to bare my breast to love forevermore! It was that good! |
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Oh this poem is delightful. These kind of arrows that expose us deeply and strip us of the old comforts. well loved protective garments... Sometimes it is the only way to know more of love..more of self.. Native American has a lovely ring to it.. |
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