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Love~Heart Smiles

By Ann Marquette

I am not big on the commercialization or hype about Valentine’s day.

I believe we all should show love everyday to everyone.

There are various kinds/levels of love.

Everyone needs to know they are loved. Even little kindnesses, like giving someone a smile can make their day.

I hope your day is very special, and mostly I wish for you something special to make your heart smile.

The Dance Begins

English: Dancing couple illustration

English: Dancing couple illustration (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

By Ann Marquette

You sit in this quiet place
Playing quiet beautiful music
A peace comes over you

You feel a joy you never knew
You look up to see her
There a short distance away

Her smile comes from deep within
She walks very slowly
She is coming to you

You are still playing
Yet you have stopped breathing
You feel you are in a dream

She is beside you now
She holds out her hand to you
You take her hand and rise

The music goes on in your souls
You hold each other
Softly, slowly you glide around the floor

The dance begins
To the quiet song within your hearts

January 8, 2005   Copyright

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Love~Heart Smiles

By Ann Marquette

I am not big on the commercialization or hype about Valentine’s day.

I believe we all should show love everyday to everyone.

There are various kinds/levels of love.

Everyone needs to know they are loved. Even little kindnesses, like giving someone a smile can make their day.

I hope your day is very special, and mostly I wish for you something special to make your heart smile.

The Dance Begins

English: Dancing couple illustration

English: Dancing couple illustration (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

By Ann Marquette

You sit in this quiet place
Playing quiet beautiful music
A peace comes over you

You feel a joy you never knew
You look up to see her
There a short distance away

Her smile comes from deep within
She walks very slowly
She is coming to you

You are still playing
Yet you have stopped breathing
You feel you are in a dream

She is beside you now
She holds out her hand to you
You take her hand and rise

The music goes on in your souls
You hold each other
Softly, slowly you glide around the floor

The dance begins
To the quiet song within your hearts

January 8, 2005   Copyright

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Listening to Jonn’s beautiful music, I was inspired to write the two pieces with the titles below.  I wrote these a few years ago and want to share them again.

Century Princess” 
I look, then blink
To see
As if in a dream

Yes, she is there
Somewhere in there
Through the trees

I see her
Then I don’t
And wonder
If I am dreaming

She is all in white
A gauzy kind of white
She moves as though floating

I hear her
A sound
As if she is singing

I try to catch up to her
But, never quite able to reach her.

 

“Le Tresor”
My love for you
Is so very deep within me

It fills my very soul
And every fiber of my being

My love for you
Is quiet and gentle
Soft and passionate
And kind

I love you
Far beyond
The furthest reaches
Of the universe.

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Love of My Life

Love of My Life (Photo credit: Crismatos ♥ Seize the day)

This was written in 2004

Oh my Love
I feel you
Almost
Here with me

My soul, my spirit, & I
Can barely contain ourselves
We long to run to you
We feel the warm glow within

We see you, glowing
Thinking of me
Your eyes shine
A most radiant smile
Deep within you

Oh Love of my Life
I know you
You know me
We have waited so long

It is almost time
And very soon
We will be
In each others arms

Joy beyond words
Together forever
Oh Love of My Life.

March 29, 2004

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wooden sailing boat Kleine Freiheit - 70 year ...

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I wrote this the Summer of 1992

He sits there for a while, watching her at rest.
She is so beautiful…tall and sleek, with curves
in just the right places. She excites him so,
when she runs with the wind. And when she
takes him dancing gracefully through the soft
breezes he is at peace with the world, and himself.

There are times when he has to go long periods
without her. He lives for the hours he can spend
with her. He works to support her because of the
joy she gives him. He takes care of her with
gentle affection. She is the only love he wants in
his life. She never asks for anything, never nags,
never frightens him with feelings of love expressed.
She doesn’t have a heart that breaks.

They never go home together after spending time
together. They never walk, hand in hand, never
share a meal, an evening by the fire, a swing on
the porch, the day’s frustrations or joys, a kiss
or a hug. They cannot fall asleep in each others
arms, nor wake to a good morning kiss.

As much as she means to him, she is after all…
only a sailboat…no flesh and blood. No caring heart
ready to be beside him always…loving him in return.

 

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Listening to Jonn’s two pieces titled below and how they inspired my writing.

“Century Princess”
I look, then blink
To see
As if in a dream

Yes, she is there
Somewhere in there
Through the trees

I see her
Then I don’t
And wonder
If I am dreaming

She is all in white
A gauzy kind of white
She moves as though floating

I hear her
A sound
As if she is singing

I try to catch up to her
But, never quite able to reach her.

“Le Tresor”
My love for you
Is so very deep within me

It fills my very soul
And every fiber of my being

My love for you
Is quiet and gentle
Soft and passionate
And kind

I love you
Far beyond
The furthest reaches
Of the universe.

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Interesting that today the WordPress topic suggestion is “Describe the perfect Sunday.”  I wrote this piece awhile back and reposting it here.  Enjoy…

My perfect Sunday would be…

A Peaceful Place by Ann Marquette

In the early morning as the sun peaks over the horizon I am sitting, either quietly with my Love on the large swing and rocking chair back porch looking out over a magical landscape with a cup of coffee. We listen to the sound of silence mingled with the occasional sound of nature which surrounds us. We thank God for this day, and all our blessings. What a beautiful morning.

After a light breakfast we take a long walk along the river. About half way we stop and sit in the swing under the big oak tree along the river’s edge. We hold hands as we listen to the water gently flowing over the rocks, and watch the people with their children and dogs enjoying the lovely day out. We talk about our latest creative projects, but mostly we just enjoy being together.
Eventually we let someone else enjoy the swing as we ramble on our way. Before returning home we stop at a lovely, quaint restaurant for some lunch.

Back home I settle in to do some writing while my imagination is bursting through the walls of my heart, and my Love catches up on some reading.

At some point I can smell something wonderful coming from the kitchen. My sweetheart had quietly gotten up and gone in to start one of his amazing creations for our dinner. He brings me a glass of wine, which he hands me after a gentle kiss. My heart skips a beat, or two, and my spirit jumps for joy. I smile and tell him thank you with kiss.

I finish what I am writing and join him in the kitchen where we talk while he finishes preparing our dinner. We have a lovely little table out back in a section of our magical landscape where we dine, on lovely nights like this with a couple of candles. It is so peaceful and beautiful. The dinner is so delicious, I can taste the love gone into the preparation.

To be with my love, the one God sent me, that special someone beyond anyone I could imagine; the one I love more than I could ever believe I could love someone makes my everyday perfect…not just my Sundays.

(c) January 26, 2011

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This was written in 2004

Oh my Love
I feel you
Almost
Here with me

My soul, my spirit, & I
Can barely contain ourselves
We long to run to you
We feel the warm glow within

We see you, glowing
Thinking of me
Your eyes shine
A most radiant smile
Deep within you

Oh Love of my Life
I know you
You know me
We have waited so long

It is almost time
And very soon
We will be
In each others arms

Joy beyond words
Together forever
Oh Love of My Life.

March 29, 2004

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My perfect Sunday would be…

In the early morning as the sun peaks over the horizon I am sitting, either quietly with my Love on the large swing and rocking chair back porch looking out over a magical landscape with a cup of coffee. We listen to the sound of silence mingled with the occasional sound of nature which surrounds us. We thank God for this day, and all our blessings. What a beautiful morning.

After a light breakfast we take a long walk along the river. About half way we stop and sit in the swing under the big oak tree along the river’s edge. We hold hands as we listen to the water gently flowing over the rocks, and watch the people with their children and dogs enjoying the lovely day out. We talk about our latest creative projects, but mostly we just enjoy being together.
Eventually we let someone else enjoy the swing as we ramble on our way. Before returning home we stop at a lovely, quaint restaurant for some lunch.

Back home I settle in to do some writing while my imagination is bursting through the walls of my heart, and my Love catches up on some reading.

At some point I can smell something wonderful coming from the kitchen. My sweetheart had quietly gotten up and gone in to start one of his amazing creations for our dinner. He brings me a glass of wine, which he hands me after a gentle kiss. My heart skips a beat, or two, and my spirit jumps for joy. I smile and tell him thank you with kiss.

I finish what I am writing and join him in the kitchen where we talk while he finishes preparing our dinner. We have a lovely little table out back in a section of our magical landscape where we dine, on lovely nights like this with a couple of candles. It is so peaceful and beautiful. The dinner is so delicious, I can taste the love gone into the preparation.

To be with my love, the one God sent me, that special someone beyond anyone I could imagine; the one I love more than I could ever believe I could love someone makes my everyday perfect…not just my Sundays.

(c) January 26, 2011

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I wrote this the Summer of 1992

He sits there for a while, watching her at rest.
She is so beautiful…tall and sleek, with curves
in just the right places. She excites him so,
when she runs with the wind. And when she
takes him dancing gracefully through the soft
breezes he is at peace with the world, and himself.

There are times when he has to go long periods
without her. He lives for the hours he can spend
with her. He works to support her because of the
joy she gives him. He takes care of her with
gentle affection. She is the only love he wants in
his life. She never asks for anything, never nags,
never frightens him with feelings of love expressed.
She doesn’t have a heart that breaks.

They never go home together after spending time
together. They never walk, hand in hand, never
share a meal, an evening by the fire, a swing on
the porch, the day’s frustrations or joys, a kiss
or a hug. They cannot fall asleep in each others
arms, nor wake to a good morning kiss.

As much as she means to him, she is after all…
only a sailboat…no flesh and blood. No caring heart
ready to be beside him always…loving him in return.

Read Full Post »

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