Thank you Passion through Poetry for the invitation to the Poetry Challenge, Love in ten sentences. The poem has ten lines of four words, each containing the word Love. I am to nominate ten people to take the challenge. Here is the poem.
Love in Ten Sentences
God loves all people
He gives us love
He sent His love
so we could love
“Love your neighbor
as you love yourself”
not with weak love
but love in truth
Love casts out fear
For Jesus is Love
I want to thank Lightwalker1 for nominating for this task.
The task is to write 10 lines about what you believe Love represents or as the title suggests LOVE IS…..!
Each line begins with the word Love and is only 4 words long. Once the poem is written – challenge 15 other bloggers to do the same.
Each person I challenge does not have to accept. This is for fun. I certainly had fun coming up with my list of what Love is.
I hope you enjoy my submission and those I have challenged.
Here is my “Love Is”
Love never stays inward
Love always looks outward
Love gives of itself
Love keeps its word
Love reacts in patience
Love never is rude
Love walks with manners
Love looks for the truth
The Poetry challenge: Prompt: animal; form: concrete; device: enjambment. My prompt is a cat; in concrete, I tried to do the poetry in the form of a cat; in enjambment, each line ends with a /, meaning the sentence goes onto the next line. Hope you enjoy it.
m a s t e r
of the house or so
he thinks, demanding
what he wants for you to do./
He'll tell the message so you
will not miss/ his wish. His
staring eyes will pierce
you through./ So regal
in his stature as he sits/
before you thinking you will read
his mind./ Sometimes his eyes will
close while sitting straight,/ but still his
body sits in perfect line./ Just put an empty
box where he can see/ perhaps a bowl that
he can fit into./ He can’t resist; he’ll squeeze
his body in./ Even an empty tissue box might do./
No dirty fur for this four-legged one./His tongue is
busy cleaning up his fur./ (Can you imagine bathing
just like this?)/ But cleanliness is part of his
allure./ And yet when one has grabbed your
heart,/ you're his. He cuddles near with a
purr,/ demanding that you pet him. Slave concurs,/
not just with loving hands, but says, "Yes, sir."