Opening Love, widening arms
Love is my window.
Feeling the Sun’s Love
Shining, Dawning, in Love-light.
Love works through Ears
Recording incoming Love Spirals
Our Love is Seed
Opening from Love’s ground.
Love wants to play
While I love work.
I was inspired by Deanne to write a 10 line poem on love with 4 words in each line and the word love in each line. If anyone wants to write a poem on love, please leave a link to your poem in the comment’s section 🙂 or leave it on Deanne’s page, and/or both.
Fiesta Estrellas 
Love love love it ❤
It's awesomely amazing 🙂
Thanks for doing the tag…
Aw, thank you – Sure thing! ❤
Oh, that is so beautiful!
Thank you 🙂
Incredible. I have been thinking about love a lot lately myself….
Thank you! ❤
Well that was truly inspiring. What intrigued me were your closing lines, and I quote:
“Love wants to play
While I love work.”
Would this lead to equating Work and Play? Would it imply the mastery of one’s work so that it occurs as play?
Shakti
Thank you! ❤ maybe yes and yes!
Wonderful poem, dear friend!! Love is a seed – yes! It’s going to grow and does so well within your poetic lines ❤
Thank you, Christy! xo 😀
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Thanks for the lovely poem and for this fun request! 😀
http://soulfields.wordpress.com/2015/03/05/playfully-love-poems/
Wonderful! You’re welcome 🙂 Thanks for sharing your link. Have a beautiful day!
Your poem is wonderful and I so enjoyed it.. And its not easy to include the word love in every line and to keep just to four words.. you have done a remarkable job.. The short link to my poem is here.. http://wp.me/p16xW7-19 I hope this link doesn’t send me into Spam LOL… just had about enough of chasing myself silly 🙂
Its called Light of Our Moon,
Love and Hugs
Thank you, Sue! Yes, it was an interesting poem format. Perfect for our Full Moon! Thank you for your link, xoKa
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Welcome 🙂
Lovely words.
Thank you, LadyFi 🙂
Nice work!!!
hugs,
o and om
You are so kind, eOO! Hugs right back! xo Ka
So lovely. I wish I could. For some reason the muse of poetry rarely helps me. I write poetry so sporadically, like can be years apart.
Thanks, Sindy, for your visit. It’s amazing how many different ways there are to ‘receive’ and ‘to let go’… sometimes my art-making is very sporadic and/or years apart. I love it when a muse visits!
xo Ka
I have been called a muse, so can a muse have a muse? lol
Yes! Yes! I certainly hope so… ❤
Me too!
Reblogged this on Sindy's Saturday Satsang and commented:
A love poem to soar wings~
Thank you for re-blogging. It was so nice to connect with your sacred fairy tale this morning! ❤
Thanks sister. ❤