<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:41:14.564-08:00</updated><category term='Love'/><title type='text'>LOVE POEMS by John Pemberton</title><subtitle type='html'>Love is passion, love is lust. Love is sweetheart, love is heartbreak. Love is sensual, senseless, sentimental. Love is courting, wedding, mating. All-embracing love is right here!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-9199472090530357330</id><published>2010-12-21T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T04:26:45.564-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>DOORMAT</title><content type='html'>His wife’s like a doormat that’s curled on the floor:&lt;br /&gt;She’ll watch as he trips on the lies he forswore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-9199472090530357330?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9199472090530357330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=9199472090530357330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/9199472090530357330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/9199472090530357330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/doormat.html' title='DOORMAT'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-5570554985402228802</id><published>2010-12-21T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T04:53:32.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIDELITY</title><content type='html'>Fidelity plays a marital role,&lt;br /&gt;Preventing distractions taking control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-5570554985402228802?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5570554985402228802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=5570554985402228802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5570554985402228802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5570554985402228802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/fidelity.html' title='FIDELITY'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8130771526902263251</id><published>2010-12-21T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T04:52:00.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STAGS AND HENS</title><content type='html'>The stag party thrives on strippers and beers,&lt;br /&gt;While ladies mix wine with sighs and oh dears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8130771526902263251?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8130771526902263251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=8130771526902263251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8130771526902263251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8130771526902263251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/stags-and-hens.html' title='STAGS AND HENS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8219844513425931225</id><published>2010-12-21T04:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T04:44:49.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROSY</title><content type='html'>It seems that no man could offer resistance&lt;br /&gt;Once Rosy approached into touching distance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8219844513425931225?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8219844513425931225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=8219844513425931225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8219844513425931225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8219844513425931225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/rosy.html' title='ROSY'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-4223699750583616394</id><published>2010-12-21T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T04:41:12.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FANCIED WOMAN</title><content type='html'>Whatever emotion she tries to disguise,&lt;br /&gt;A woman who’s fancied has stars in her eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-4223699750583616394?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4223699750583616394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=4223699750583616394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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name,&lt;br /&gt;Which in cricket is called not playing the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-46883923298801375?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/46883923298801375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=46883923298801375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/46883923298801375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/46883923298801375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/name-disdain.html' title='NAME DISDAIN'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-7729700147893493957</id><published>2010-12-20T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T11:39:45.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUSBANDS AS PREY</title><content type='html'>When the man of the house is tempted to stray,&lt;br /&gt;Other people’s husbands are treated as prey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-7729700147893493957?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7729700147893493957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=7729700147893493957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7729700147893493957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7729700147893493957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/husbands-as-prey.html' title='HUSBANDS AS PREY'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-1915233704584134464</id><published>2010-12-20T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T04:30:18.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRUDGES</title><content type='html'>Reluctant to part, it’s for parents to judge&lt;br /&gt;If the flip side of love might just be a grudge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-1915233704584134464?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1915233704584134464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=1915233704584134464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1915233704584134464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1915233704584134464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/grudges.html' title='GRUDGES'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-4615144386954205482</id><published>2010-12-20T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T11:34:23.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONDENSATION</title><content type='html'>Some brief condensation on window panes&lt;br /&gt;Two lovers’ breathings discreetly explain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-4615144386954205482?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4615144386954205482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=4615144386954205482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4615144386954205482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4615144386954205482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/condensation.html' title='CONDENSATION'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-1753801078363093079</id><published>2010-12-20T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T11:33:17.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVERS' WORDS</title><content type='html'>Young lovers’ words are lightly spoken,&lt;br /&gt;Far deeper vows they likely betoken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-1753801078363093079?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1753801078363093079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=1753801078363093079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1753801078363093079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1753801078363093079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/lovers-words.html' title='LOVERS&apos; WORDS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8339747182156334629</id><published>2010-12-20T11:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T11:20:59.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AFTERS</title><content type='html'>When a chap says the evening is all inclusive,&lt;br /&gt;His hinting at afters is highly conducive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8339747182156334629?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8339747182156334629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=8339747182156334629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8339747182156334629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8339747182156334629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/afters.html' title='AFTERS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8613152806224037527</id><published>2010-12-20T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T10:31:01.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADORATION</title><content type='html'>Love is the target of adoration,&lt;br /&gt;A certain route to multiplication.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8613152806224037527?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8613152806224037527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=8613152806224037527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8613152806224037527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8613152806224037527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/adoration.html' title='ADORATION'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-1494846604449061786</id><published>2010-12-20T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T09:31:04.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOREIGN LIAISONS</title><content type='html'>Dating abroad with romantic ideas&lt;br /&gt;More likely than not will end up in tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-1494846604449061786?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1494846604449061786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=1494846604449061786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1494846604449061786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1494846604449061786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/foreign-liaisons.html' title='FOREIGN LIAISONS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-924446051269769361</id><published>2010-12-20T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T09:25:26.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NATURE'S THEME</title><content type='html'>Of all the songs the world has sung&lt;br /&gt;This stays the one I choose to sing.&lt;br /&gt;It speaks of love and bells they’ve rung,&lt;br /&gt;And babies, life’s most precious things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who many years have seen,&lt;br /&gt;Young faces bring a special joy.&lt;br /&gt;They thus continue nature’s theme&lt;br /&gt;Of man and woman, girl and boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the planet daily turns,&lt;br /&gt;Replacing night with morning’s dawn,&lt;br /&gt;Each season’s visiting confirms&lt;br /&gt;Its panoply will be reborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That everlasting cycle shows&lt;br /&gt;Attraction plays a vital role.&lt;br /&gt;The urge of reproduction grows&lt;br /&gt;Through feelings that we can’t control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-924446051269769361?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/924446051269769361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=924446051269769361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/924446051269769361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/924446051269769361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/12/natures-theme.html' title='NATURE&apos;S THEME'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-2775759477661264441</id><published>2010-05-22T06:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T06:04:54.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXTRA TIME</title><content type='html'>Arrived at an impasse they couldn’t define,&lt;br /&gt;They agreed on a session of extra time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-2775759477661264441?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-656300851594700587</id><published>2010-05-22T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T05:54:21.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOOTSIE</title><content type='html'>Tootsie’s a game for incipient lovers,&lt;br /&gt;A tactile trick that each gender discovers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-656300851594700587?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/656300851594700587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=656300851594700587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/656300851594700587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/656300851594700587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/05/tootsie.html' title='TOOTSIE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-6141254149356470570</id><published>2010-04-26T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T11:41:37.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIGAMIST</title><content type='html'>To choose between them he clearly was loath,&lt;br /&gt;So in the end he decided on both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-6141254149356470570?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6141254149356470570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=6141254149356470570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/6141254149356470570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/6141254149356470570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/04/bigamist.html' title='BIGAMIST'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-6692846927864429555</id><published>2010-04-26T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:51:24.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BURGEONING BOSOM</title><content type='html'>Her burgeoning bosom kept lovers at bay,&lt;br /&gt;Except for the others who liked them that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-6692846927864429555?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6692846927864429555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=6692846927864429555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/6692846927864429555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/6692846927864429555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/04/burgeoning-bosom.html' title='BURGEONING BOSOM'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-7293227310327829965</id><published>2010-04-22T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T10:37:15.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPETUOSITY</title><content type='html'>Time should restrain the impetuous lover:&lt;br /&gt;The pendulum’s swinging ought to be slower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-7293227310327829965?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7293227310327829965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=7293227310327829965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7293227310327829965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7293227310327829965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/04/impetuosity.html' title='IMPETUOSITY'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-9116878363650946987</id><published>2010-04-20T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:20:07.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRLS</title><content type='html'>Incremental advances&lt;br /&gt;Can tickle their fancies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-9116878363650946987?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9116878363650946987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=9116878363650946987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/9116878363650946987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/9116878363650946987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/04/girls.html' title='GIRLS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-4746674818876389754</id><published>2010-04-12T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T10:09:33.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COUPLING</title><content type='html'>Couples are part of the magic of love:&lt;br /&gt;They match up together like hand and glove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-4746674818876389754?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4746674818876389754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=4746674818876389754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4746674818876389754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4746674818876389754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/04/coupling.html' title='COUPLING'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-7839222344894269682</id><published>2010-04-06T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:25:20.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE'S ENDORSEMENT</title><content type='html'>Every wedding ring roundly endorses&lt;br /&gt;That love is the king of nature’s forces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-7839222344894269682?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7839222344894269682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=7839222344894269682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7839222344894269682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7839222344894269682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/04/loves-endorsement.html' title='LOVE&apos;S ENDORSEMENT'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-3212762756672398768</id><published>2010-04-04T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T09:45:54.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SECOND CHANCE</title><content type='html'>That first romance was to last her life through;&lt;br /&gt;Her next best chance was as wife number two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-3212762756672398768?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3212762756672398768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=3212762756672398768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/3212762756672398768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/3212762756672398768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/04/second-chance.html' title='SECOND CHANCE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-2894580501254790696</id><published>2010-03-25T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T06:10:33.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DIVORCING</title><content type='html'>Couples tend to spend more time in their courting&lt;br /&gt;Than ever’s done in the course of divorcing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-2894580501254790696?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-4258238259169125626</id><published>2010-03-09T08:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T08:10:08.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>INFATUATION</title><content type='html'>Infatuation brings couples together;&lt;br /&gt;Dissatisfaction will part them, however.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-4258238259169125626?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4258238259169125626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=4258238259169125626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4258238259169125626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4258238259169125626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/03/infatuation.html' title='INFATUATION'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-163742782121581555</id><published>2009-10-05T11:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T11:37:42.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE'S CHEMISTRY</title><content type='html'>Lovers’ temerity&lt;br /&gt;Stems from their chemistry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-163742782121581555?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/163742782121581555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=163742782121581555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/163742782121581555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/163742782121581555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/10/loves-chemistry.html' title='LOVE&apos;S CHEMISTRY'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-2048389196757692230</id><published>2009-05-08T05:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T05:48:46.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FEMALE PERCEPTION</title><content type='html'>Perceptive women discovered one day&lt;br /&gt;They might want to love, but needn’t obey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-2048389196757692230?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2048389196757692230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=2048389196757692230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2048389196757692230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2048389196757692230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/05/female-perception.html' title='FEMALE PERCEPTION'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-5858164328049773257</id><published>2009-04-24T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:10:02.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRESENCE</title><content type='html'>If absence makes the heart grow fonder,&lt;br /&gt;Presence must make it beat the stronger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-5858164328049773257?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5858164328049773257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=5858164328049773257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5858164328049773257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5858164328049773257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/04/presence.html' title='PRESENCE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-7938439764205623766</id><published>2009-04-24T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:07:09.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIGHS</title><content type='html'>Of all the signs of despair that exist,&lt;br /&gt;Love’s sighs must bide at the top of the list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-7938439764205623766?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7938439764205623766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=7938439764205623766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7938439764205623766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7938439764205623766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/04/sighs.html' title='SIGHS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-2150950652825026197</id><published>2009-04-07T08:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T08:01:57.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MISTRESSES</title><content type='html'>Most young gentlemen, learning life’s mysteries,&lt;br /&gt;Ask if young ladies yearn to be mistresses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-2150950652825026197?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2150950652825026197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=2150950652825026197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2150950652825026197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2150950652825026197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/04/mistresses.html' title='MISTRESSES'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-3737439918313530822</id><published>2009-04-07T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T05:52:23.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW SPOUSE</title><content type='html'>Not long since a bachelor, now a spouse,&lt;br /&gt;He’ll need to enhance his DIY nous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-3737439918313530822?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3737439918313530822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=3737439918313530822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/3737439918313530822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/3737439918313530822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-spouse.html' title='NEW SPOUSE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-5923011989221470755</id><published>2009-04-06T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:01:09.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE'S MENU</title><content type='html'>Every emotion can offer a menu;&lt;br /&gt;Love’s is lust, care, and affection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-5923011989221470755?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5923011989221470755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=5923011989221470755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5923011989221470755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5923011989221470755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/04/loves-menu.html' title='LOVE&apos;S MENU'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-1393612755600981654</id><published>2009-03-31T10:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T10:04:35.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PHONING HOME</title><content type='html'>As winter winds down, to fresh thoughts we cling&lt;br /&gt;Of lengthening days and the rise of spring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-1393612755600981654?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1393612755600981654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=1393612755600981654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1393612755600981654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1393612755600981654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/03/phoning-home.html' title='PHONING HOME'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-5906253246799882131</id><published>2009-03-26T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:32:18.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>In every facet of which it’s possessed,&lt;br /&gt;Love is the passion that heads all the rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-5906253246799882131?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5906253246799882131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=5906253246799882131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5906253246799882131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5906253246799882131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/03/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-5515578639364493845</id><published>2009-03-20T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T12:57:16.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROMANCING</title><content type='html'>Soft music when dancing&lt;br /&gt;Can lead to romancing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-5515578639364493845?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5515578639364493845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=5515578639364493845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5515578639364493845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5515578639364493845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/03/romancing.html' title='ROMANCING'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-161979731082644294</id><published>2009-03-02T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:57:16.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIFFS</title><content type='html'>Putting all your domestic tiffs to rights&lt;br /&gt;Is bound to precipitate restless nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-161979731082644294?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/161979731082644294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8219014666533515462</id><published>2009-02-24T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:05:45.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEARTS</title><content type='html'>Our brains are but tools:&lt;br /&gt;It’s the heart that rules.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8219014666533515462?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8219014666533515462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=8219014666533515462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8219014666533515462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8219014666533515462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/02/hearts.html' title='HEARTS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-1846753192680936481</id><published>2009-02-24T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:02:44.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EAGER SWEETHEARTS</title><content type='html'>Eager young sweethearts and boys&lt;br /&gt;Act like each other ones’ toys;&lt;br /&gt;And some of the games they play&lt;br /&gt;Could catch them carried away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-1846753192680936481?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1846753192680936481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=1846753192680936481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1846753192680936481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1846753192680936481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/02/eager-sweethearts.html' title='EAGER SWEETHEARTS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8469301118007658717</id><published>2009-02-24T09:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T09:15:52.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ON APPROVAL</title><content type='html'>He found, from his earlier cavorting,&lt;br /&gt;On approval the best way of courting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8469301118007658717?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8469301118007658717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=8469301118007658717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8469301118007658717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8469301118007658717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-approval.html' title='ON APPROVAL'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-9156547838067736806</id><published>2009-02-22T11:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:21:50.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VALENTINE SENIOR</title><content type='html'>This was our wish,&lt;br /&gt;And we know it came true.&lt;br /&gt;You’re still loving me,&lt;br /&gt;And I’m still loving you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-9156547838067736806?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9156547838067736806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=9156547838067736806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/9156547838067736806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/9156547838067736806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-senior.html' title='VALENTINE SENIOR'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-7142083001553783541</id><published>2009-02-01T10:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T10:13:38.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HESITANCE</title><content type='html'>Love is a worry to hesitant men:&lt;br /&gt;They know what they want, but can’t decide when.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-7142083001553783541?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7142083001553783541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=7142083001553783541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7142083001553783541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7142083001553783541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/02/hesitance.html' title='HESITANCE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8633206928837217562</id><published>2009-01-22T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:03:01.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>INSENSITIVITY</title><content type='html'>He found out too late&lt;br /&gt;She’d suddenly departed.&lt;br /&gt;He’d made the mistake&lt;br /&gt;Of taking her for granted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8633206928837217562?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8633206928837217562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=8633206928837217562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8633206928837217562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8633206928837217562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/01/insensitivity.html' title='INSENSITIVITY'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8807926027673928724</id><published>2009-01-22T09:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T09:03:46.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MARITAL SPATS</title><content type='html'>Sometimes domestic disputes get involved;&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime’s when many such spats are resolved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8807926027673928724?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-709958172828843090</id><published>2009-01-09T10:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:11:49.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOCKEY</title><content type='html'>The amorous jockey won the last laugh&lt;br /&gt;When he walked his mare down the bridal path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-709958172828843090?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/709958172828843090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=709958172828843090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/709958172828843090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/709958172828843090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/01/jockey.html' title='JOCKEY'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-9004528701813657720</id><published>2008-12-21T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T10:39:11.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEIGHT MATTERS</title><content type='html'>When seeking a mate, she reminded herself&lt;br /&gt;He ought to be taller, to reach the top shelf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-9004528701813657720?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9004528701813657720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=9004528701813657720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/9004528701813657720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/9004528701813657720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/height-matters.html' title='HEIGHT MATTERS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-7624473144268422704</id><published>2008-12-04T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T08:34:23.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPARKLE AND SPICE</title><content type='html'>What better brings sparkle and spice to life&lt;br /&gt;Than couples becoming husband and wife?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-7624473144268422704?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7624473144268422704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=7624473144268422704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7624473144268422704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7624473144268422704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/sparkle-and-spice.html' title='SPARKLE AND SPICE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-9184292996803707766</id><published>2008-11-03T09:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:20:30.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EAGERNESS</title><content type='html'>The look of love imbues her eyes&lt;br /&gt;With eagerness she can’t disguise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-9184292996803707766?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9184292996803707766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=9184292996803707766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/9184292996803707766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/9184292996803707766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/eagerness.html' title='EAGERNESS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-1772043526637292771</id><published>2008-10-30T11:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T11:41:50.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SECRECY</title><content type='html'>When secrecy ceases,&lt;br /&gt;Love’s ardour decreases.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-1772043526637292771?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1772043526637292771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=1772043526637292771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1772043526637292771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1772043526637292771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/secrecy.html' title='SECRECY'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-4337181565874442038</id><published>2008-10-13T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:25:33.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO RETURN</title><content type='html'>Their marriage became of greatest concern&lt;br /&gt;When both passed the insult of no return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-4337181565874442038?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4337181565874442038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=4337181565874442038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4337181565874442038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4337181565874442038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-return.html' title='NO RETURN'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-706219954577500252</id><published>2008-10-11T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:18:01.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVED ONES</title><content type='html'>We hasten to welcome occasional guests&lt;br /&gt;While lacking regard for the ones we love best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-706219954577500252?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/706219954577500252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=706219954577500252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/706219954577500252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/706219954577500252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/loved-ones.html' title='LOVED ONES'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-2204879863844259922</id><published>2008-10-10T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:30:25.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTNERSHIP</title><content type='html'>One asks questions, the other explains;&lt;br /&gt;The pendulum swings, so neither gains;&lt;br /&gt;Each the other one always sustains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-2204879863844259922?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2204879863844259922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=2204879863844259922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2204879863844259922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2204879863844259922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/partnership.html' title='PARTNERSHIP'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-5305899806105818272</id><published>2008-10-03T13:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:25:43.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOMELY AND KINDLY</title><content type='html'>A homely face and a kindly manner&lt;br /&gt;Often bring man and woman together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-5305899806105818272?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5305899806105818272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=5305899806105818272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5305899806105818272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5305899806105818272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/homely-and-kindly.html' title='HOMELY AND KINDLY'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-4227564022313026877</id><published>2008-10-03T10:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:09:50.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVING'S EMOTION</title><content type='html'>Love is the summit of living’s emotion;&lt;br /&gt;Let us submit to it with our devotion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-4227564022313026877?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4227564022313026877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=4227564022313026877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4227564022313026877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4227564022313026877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/lovings-emotion.html' title='LOVING&apos;S EMOTION'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-4372270613421002647</id><published>2008-10-02T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T13:36:37.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MARITAL PROWESS</title><content type='html'>Not an adventure intended for cowards,&lt;br /&gt;Marriage needs adequate marital prowess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-4372270613421002647?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4372270613421002647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=4372270613421002647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4372270613421002647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4372270613421002647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/marital-prowess.html' title='MARITAL PROWESS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-5156585295337159097</id><published>2008-09-24T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T10:15:21.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHECKS AND BALANCES</title><content type='html'>Those who achieve the happiest marriages&lt;br /&gt;Clearly succeed with their checks and balances.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-5156585295337159097?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5156585295337159097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=5156585295337159097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5156585295337159097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5156585295337159097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/09/checks-and-balances.html' title='CHECKS AND BALANCES'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-3409802082878525467</id><published>2008-09-23T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:17:21.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AFFECTION</title><content type='html'>Opening sex to closer inspection&lt;br /&gt;Disposes courters to greater affection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-3409802082878525467?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3409802082878525467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=3409802082878525467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/3409802082878525467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/3409802082878525467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/09/affection.html' title='AFFECTION'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-1571849941531103826</id><published>2008-09-23T10:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T10:19:49.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLUSHING</title><content type='html'>Other than lovers who’ve taken to blushing&lt;br /&gt;Know the direction in which they’ve been pushing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-1571849941531103826?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1571849941531103826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=1571849941531103826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1571849941531103826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1571849941531103826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/09/blushing.html' title='BLUSHING'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-5722571578177680707</id><published>2008-09-15T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:20:10.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEEN ROMANCE</title><content type='html'>In the tentative stage of teen romance,&lt;br /&gt;Predictability hasn’t a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-5722571578177680707?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5722571578177680707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=5722571578177680707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5722571578177680707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5722571578177680707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/09/teen-romance.html' title='TEEN ROMANCE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-4677425033236915545</id><published>2008-09-10T12:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T12:58:27.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MATURING LOVE</title><content type='html'>Self-love considers its own comfort first,&lt;br /&gt;Until in real love it becomes immersed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-4677425033236915545?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4677425033236915545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=4677425033236915545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4677425033236915545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4677425033236915545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/09/maturing-love.html' title='MATURING LOVE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-2659120383374025044</id><published>2008-09-03T10:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:04:51.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAMPERING</title><content type='html'>Young lady lovers like to feel pampered;&lt;br /&gt;Lacking the means, young swains feel hampered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-2659120383374025044?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2659120383374025044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=2659120383374025044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2659120383374025044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2659120383374025044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/09/pampering.html' title='PAMPERING'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-1878084228919326364</id><published>2008-08-28T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:26:25.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE'S EVOCATION</title><content type='html'>Among the emotions in which we're engrossed,&lt;br /&gt;It's constantly love that evokes memories most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-1878084228919326364?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1878084228919326364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=1878084228919326364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1878084228919326364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1878084228919326364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/loves-evocation.html' title='LOVE&apos;S EVOCATION'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-7206672584309607584</id><published>2008-08-28T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:38:26.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEART OVER MIND</title><content type='html'>The strength of mind on reasoning’ part&lt;br /&gt;Can not outsmart the stealth of the heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-7206672584309607584?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7206672584309607584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=7206672584309607584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7206672584309607584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7206672584309607584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/heart-over-mind.html' title='HEART OVER MIND'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-3451965752959143911</id><published>2008-08-26T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T08:21:26.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUNG LOVERS</title><content type='html'>Fill in space, then block out time,&lt;br /&gt;And let young lovers entwine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-3451965752959143911?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3451965752959143911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=3451965752959143911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/3451965752959143911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/3451965752959143911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/young-lovers.html' title='YOUNG LOVERS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-3070675862622802643</id><published>2008-08-17T04:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T04:36:59.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEDLOCK</title><content type='html'>Marriage can tease you if fretting with doubt&lt;br /&gt;About life within and living without.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-3070675862622802643?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3070675862622802643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=3070675862622802643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/3070675862622802643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/3070675862622802643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/wedlock.html' title='WEDLOCK'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-4197898865103240263</id><published>2008-08-03T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T09:21:58.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBRANCE</title><content type='html'>An aching heart will not forget:&lt;br /&gt;It must remember and regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-4197898865103240263?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4197898865103240263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=4197898865103240263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4197898865103240263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4197898865103240263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/remembrance.html' title='REMEMBRANCE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-2654850945893955114</id><published>2008-07-29T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:52:38.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWLY-WEDS</title><content type='html'>Self-satisfaction on newly-weds’ faces&lt;br /&gt;Won’t augur well for marriage’s challenges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-2654850945893955114?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2654850945893955114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=2654850945893955114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2654850945893955114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2654850945893955114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/07/newly-weds.html' title='NEWLY-WEDS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-2964737541802674924</id><published>2008-07-17T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T10:18:18.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MARRIAGE</title><content type='html'>Families gather when people get married:&lt;br /&gt;A totem of permanence often disparaged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-2964737541802674924?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2964737541802674924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=2964737541802674924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2964737541802674924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2964737541802674924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/07/marriage.html' title='MARRIAGE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8651905894282065404</id><published>2008-07-14T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T09:14:07.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ILLICIT DELIGHT</title><content type='html'>Like a nightly moth that’s attracted to light,&lt;br /&gt;She’s under the spell of illicit delight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8651905894282065404?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8651905894282065404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=8651905894282065404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8651905894282065404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8651905894282065404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/07/illicit-delight.html' title='ILLICIT DELIGHT'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-4657608610233963088</id><published>2008-07-10T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:14:06.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALLUREMENT</title><content type='html'>When girlhood all its allurement deploys,&lt;br /&gt;That’s the inducement for boys to be boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-4657608610233963088?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4657608610233963088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=4657608610233963088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4657608610233963088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4657608610233963088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/07/allurement.html' title='ALLUREMENT'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8181308818882368595</id><published>2008-07-09T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T09:38:59.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROSY FUTURE</title><content type='html'>Bring me a bottle of rosy wine&lt;br /&gt;And the rosy girl who'll soon be mine&lt;br /&gt;To share our chattels and love divine.&lt;br /&gt;Bring her a bottle of rosy wine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8181308818882368595?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8181308818882368595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=8181308818882368595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8181308818882368595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8181308818882368595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/07/rosy-future.html' title='ROSY FUTURE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-4716451823373855995</id><published>2008-07-03T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T09:24:15.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVING LIFE</title><content type='html'>Can they who have reached the end of their span&lt;br /&gt;Without love, have lived as well as man can?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-4716451823373855995?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4716451823373855995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=4716451823373855995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4716451823373855995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4716451823373855995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/07/loving-life.html' title='LOVING LIFE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-7462620191761400796</id><published>2008-06-15T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T03:54:27.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DUELS</title><content type='html'>Dire duels for love, once fought in reality,&lt;br /&gt;Are now meekly sought in theatrical tragedy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-7462620191761400796?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7462620191761400796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=7462620191761400796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7462620191761400796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7462620191761400796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/06/duels.html' title='DUELS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8614441307079862042</id><published>2008-06-15T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T03:53:39.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE POEMS</title><content type='html'>While led into logic fairly and squarely,&lt;br /&gt;Men are lulled into loving unawarely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8614441307079862042?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8614441307079862042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=8614441307079862042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8614441307079862042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8614441307079862042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-poems.html' title='LOVE POEMS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-4989186497269699810</id><published>2008-06-15T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T03:52:43.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TUG OF LOVE</title><content type='html'>In loving’s mighty tug of war,&lt;br /&gt;A kindly heart might override&lt;br /&gt;What lofty knowledge could provide,&lt;br /&gt;To stake a claim love can’t ignore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-4989186497269699810?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4989186497269699810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=4989186497269699810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4989186497269699810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4989186497269699810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/06/tug-of-love.html' title='TUG OF LOVE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-9086832955263316634</id><published>2008-05-22T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T03:53:19.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PUPPY LOVE</title><content type='html'>Puppy love, we all learn,&lt;br /&gt;Though intense, is short-term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-9086832955263316634?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9086832955263316634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=9086832955263316634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/9086832955263316634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/9086832955263316634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/05/puppy-love.html' title='PUPPY LOVE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-2131563285480185167</id><published>2008-05-15T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T04:41:36.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PROPHECY</title><content type='html'>Her gown, in quite prophetic taste,&lt;br /&gt;Portrayed a fulsome spinnaker;&lt;br /&gt;A sail majestic, though misplaced,&lt;br /&gt;It billowed handsomely before her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music ceased, and near her drew&lt;br /&gt;A man of aspect slightly stressed,&lt;br /&gt;Another, seemingly on cue,&lt;br /&gt;In solemn ceremonials dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then through the throng a whisper spread,&lt;br /&gt;As ripple-rings grow on water,&lt;br /&gt;Released when someone deftly said:&lt;br /&gt;‘The money is on a daughter!’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-2131563285480185167?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2131563285480185167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=2131563285480185167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2131563285480185167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2131563285480185167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/05/prophecy.html' title='THE PROPHECY'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-3635225286963164968</id><published>2008-05-14T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T09:01:08.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THAT GLINT</title><content type='html'>With that glint in her eye&lt;br /&gt;She would know he’d comply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-3635225286963164968?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3635225286963164968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=3635225286963164968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/3635225286963164968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/3635225286963164968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/05/that-glint.html' title='THAT GLINT'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-5630388495083276365</id><published>2008-05-14T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T08:59:51.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUITORS</title><content type='html'>Formerly she’d have been found a suitor:&lt;br /&gt;Latterly finds her suitably cuter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-5630388495083276365?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5630388495083276365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=5630388495083276365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5630388495083276365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5630388495083276365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/05/suitors.html' title='SUITORS'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-1573552083438146975</id><published>2008-05-10T13:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T13:38:59.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JEALOUSY</title><content type='html'>Mainly the jealous may wish to prevent&lt;br /&gt;A love affair with creative intent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-1573552083438146975?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1573552083438146975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=1573552083438146975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1573552083438146975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/1573552083438146975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/05/jealousy.html' title='JEALOUSY'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-2586506452506279299</id><published>2008-05-10T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T13:37:32.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JILTED</title><content type='html'>Unfortunate men who find themselves jilted&lt;br /&gt;Might find it’s because their vigour has wilted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-2586506452506279299?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2586506452506279299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=2586506452506279299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2586506452506279299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2586506452506279299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/05/jilted.html' title='JILTED'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8540546425762949297</id><published>2008-04-15T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T05:12:28.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ROOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;More cold than crisping snow he lay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In frosted room,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lit sole by gloom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Descending slow from sober day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through fading scent, that place of rent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Retained the blame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of sordid shame;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He feared that soon he'd sore repent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A creaking board, three knocks, a pause;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In pity, she&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Returned her fee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As some release from deep remorse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She let her body him through,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dispelled his plight;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They saw the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And lived in love. More cautious, too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8540546425762949297?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8540546425762949297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=8540546425762949297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8540546425762949297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8540546425762949297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/room.html' title='THE ROOM'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-3169425962066584383</id><published>2008-04-15T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T05:06:42.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLACE AND TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wander back in time to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The place where first we met;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yet my memory's depths conceal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The spot I now forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How strange, how sad, that later haunts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of lesser worth remain;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How madly they return to taunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My disenchanted brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No less I seek that gift sublime,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The moment we first kissed;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Embraced within the book of time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its imprint must exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-3169425962066584383?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3169425962066584383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=3169425962066584383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/3169425962066584383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/3169425962066584383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/place-and-time.html' title='PLACE AND TIME'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8257927512603018988</id><published>2008-04-15T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T09:23:28.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HARMONY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sing me a song and I'll read you a rhyme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paint me a flower that's always in bloom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll grow you a rose to last for all time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you'll be my bride, then I'll be your groom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For love is a balance with equal weights,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And marriage a truce where neither dictates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;See also &lt;em&gt;Love and Marriage&lt;/em&gt; in Bitesize Poems Extra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8257927512603018988?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8257927512603018988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=8257927512603018988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8257927512603018988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8257927512603018988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/harmony.html' title='HARMONY'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-794613191156234964</id><published>2008-04-14T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:28:36.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOZING</title><content type='html'>On Sunday morning there lay we,&lt;br /&gt;Like doormice dozing in their tree:&lt;br /&gt;One called you, the other called me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-794613191156234964?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/794613191156234964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=794613191156234964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/794613191156234964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/794613191156234964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/dozing.html' title='DOZING'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-5950610476179862403</id><published>2008-04-14T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T10:26:08.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE DANCER AND THE BIRDER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It had the things I'd need to carry me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Away to where I wished to be;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No fare to pay, no licence fee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What then I did, could do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without a thought for how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It came about - by whom invented-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Relied entirely on the muscular&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Propulsion I invested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On roads erstwhile of quieter demeanour,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ventured where the birds I read about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In books, and yearned to see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would be most likely to occur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And thus, on hills of Derbyshire,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Red grouse and restless whinchat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First I saw; then lay in wait abed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On springy heath until my sought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ring-ouzel on a mossy rock appeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With overjoy I heard, beside a stream,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those shivering, sibilant notes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That clearly from only the delicate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wood-warbler so joyfully float.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On routes I planned with map outspread,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through habitats from meres and shores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To woodlands, parks and moors,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My species-record leaped ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With, oh, what speed I'd range awheel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yet how slow I'd been to feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tempered point of Cupid's dart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or sense the potency his art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of lover-matching could impart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outdoor pursuits and sports and school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Contrived to overrule romance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And totally preclude all thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I should ever deign to dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, suddenly, the impulse fired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To share my interest in birds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With fresh desire; though that implied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A dancer's steps I'd need acquire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alas, some lack of rhythm meant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My true-love's ornithology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Became more swiftly competent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Than my attempted artistry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only I'd devised the artifice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of equalling her progress through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some extra-mural practice in her arms!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whate'er - our coaching reciprocity soon shaped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A birder out of her: a dancer out of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anon, we cycled off, along life's twisting lanes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To add some lines of genealogy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And, in due time, to celebrate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Golden Anniversary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To return to A Portal to Poetry &lt;a href="http://portaltopoetry.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-5950610476179862403?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5950610476179862403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=5950610476179862403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5950610476179862403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/5950610476179862403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/dancer-and-birder.html' title='THE DANCER AND THE BIRDER'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-9147017170883790695</id><published>2008-04-14T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:04:14.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE COMB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You left the bus-stop with a seat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And names cut in the window sill;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then further on, along the street,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You shot off right, beside the mill?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bet the cut-through lane's still blocked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'd have to take the river route.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But did you find the gate unlocked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That lets you jump the water-shoot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You must have seen the fallen log&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With stinging-nettles at the end;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that new bench the grumpies hog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Enough to drive you round the bend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, somewhere after that you found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This funny-looking purple comb,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just sort of lying on the ground,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You say. But why, then, take it home?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-9147017170883790695?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9147017170883790695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=9147017170883790695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/9147017170883790695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/9147017170883790695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/comb.html' title='THE COMB'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-7077791089580319761</id><published>2008-04-14T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T10:56:27.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGELING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's likely she'd have wed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bold Thomas Gray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who rolled her on his bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And made his play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But she would not be led&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though willing lay:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In mind how mother'd pled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She wouldn't stray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Frustrated so, he pledged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To hie away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where mercenaries tread,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On glory pay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This plagued her mind. In dread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She begged him stay:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They'd see his pleasures fed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet rules obey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thus, vows were made that they'd,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By due delay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Respect her maidenhead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ere wedding day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tom little dreamt she'd shed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her former way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And start to live, instead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The life's that gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-7077791089580319761?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7077791089580319761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=7077791089580319761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7077791089580319761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/7077791089580319761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/changeling.html' title='CHANGELING'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-4042597473618415905</id><published>2008-04-14T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T10:48:29.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BRIDGE OF LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there it stands, in balanced harmony:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A sturdy foot set firm on either bank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With arms outstretched, each reaching half the way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To form a lasting link from flank to flank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Throughout uncounted years it's well withstood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All ravages of ageing and abuse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A ceaseless daily to and fro that could&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For parting or collapse have made excuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Impatient hearts that now together plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The raging turbulence of life to taste,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With empathy and sympathy their span&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should build, on true affection firmly based.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-4042597473618415905?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4042597473618415905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=4042597473618415905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4042597473618415905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4042597473618415905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/bridge-of-love.html' title='THE BRIDGE OF LOVE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-6019148246618791846</id><published>2008-04-14T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T10:36:57.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BOUNTY OF LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once, kings requiring men for war,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In conquest or the realm's defence,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would pledge to those whose needs were sore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A bounty as their recompense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Far greater gains by some were won:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With profit's spur, not that of need,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For fees they caught men on the run,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Their creed derived from bounty-greed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now turn, with hope, to brighter scenes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where lives of love with vows are bound,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And expectations nurture dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That Nature's bounty may be found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-6019148246618791846?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6019148246618791846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=6019148246618791846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/6019148246618791846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/6019148246618791846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/bounty-of-love.html' title='THE BOUNTY OF LOVE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-5566431973287440265</id><published>2008-04-14T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T10:27:22.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>APRIL SUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No frosted breath, no misted panes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today. Our senses greet the spring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With joy that timely pleasures bring,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Replacing days of winter's banes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From cricket through to nightingale,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each creature sings in fullest voice;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And even bleating lambs rejoice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To welcome home the migrant quail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A couple blessed by blossomed trees,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who savour sights of new-born flowers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With passioned vows fill courting hours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The while imparting whispered dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love's influential chemistry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ensures this pair will, by and by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reveal their bond to peeping sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In joy-inspired immodesty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Discreetly hid from eyes on earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In April sun's caressing rays,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The youthful urge mankind obeys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May seed next January's birth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-5566431973287440265?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5566431973287440265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-4912444157153312666</id><published>2008-04-10T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T12:54:12.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LARK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sing, oh sing to me lark on high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I in this flowered meadow lie;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So fair a day we both pretend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is far too magical to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those mystic notes you pour on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Compose the sweetest melody;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No need to hide my secret love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When all is clear from skies above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So find a space to rest awhile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I await her greeting smile;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then sing your best to match her charms:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perfection curled within my arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when your song her heart's impressed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll tell about your lovesome nest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you will trill with feigned surprise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To see the lovelight in her eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-4912444157153312666?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4912444157153312666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=4912444157153312666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4912444157153312666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/4912444157153312666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/lark.html' title='THE LARK'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-6072842348549891839</id><published>2008-04-10T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T08:52:15.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LAKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A placid place on summer days;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On waters glistening in their ease&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pied tufted-duck and mallard laze;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loud rooks confer in nearby trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And browsing cows, with idle gaze,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flick listless ears on grassy leas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each changing aspect soon reveals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New views of nature's harmony:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Above, the swift in high arc wheels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To work his aerial artistry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While through the weeds the bunting steals,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Disdaining such agility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love's carefree season lingers so,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enwrapped in like placidity,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Absorbing passion's ebb and flow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With joyful equanimity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oblivious of the passing show,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It nestles in tranquility.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Across the countryside, it seems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To leisured passers-by, who find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mellowness in autumn scenes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That days are of a settled kind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now nature has fulfilled its schemes;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But truth is of a different mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With nestlings grown and safely fledged,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Winged residents of summer-stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Whose sojourn lends us privilege -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Must parting-instinct soon obey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To quit their homes by reed and sedge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For warmer quarters, far away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The path, so smooth, young love pursues&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May sometimes, unexpected, lead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To situations that induce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Concerns from which rash doubts proceed:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One untold day-away can fuse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A greater grief than e'er it need.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When clouds across the heavens rip,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How starkly-different winter's mien;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chill water strives, 'gainst ice's grip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And furrows bear a frosty sheen;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thin, cutting winds the pastures whip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To scour the sprigs where fruits have been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amid the gloom of waning day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where water deep defies the cold,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A cormorant in quest of prey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Must dive, to depths untold,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But casts behind a sparkling spray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whose drops a million diamonds hold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thus can the warmth of love that's deep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A timeless, vital place enfold,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where two from hurt their hearts may keep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Defeating bleakest doubts they've told;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And thence a fresh new hope may leap:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A jewelled brightness to behold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The lakeside hedge where warblers played,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now devoid of bud and leaf,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With ageless craft is trimmed and laid;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stout twigs, bound tight as wheat in sheaf,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By hazel woven into braid,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Protect young lambs from cunning thief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then comes the verdant burst of spring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To dab the twigs and boughs with green,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adorning their awakening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birds sing, and build, and brood, and preen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While flowers flaunt their petaling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reflecting reproductive themes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;wo &lt;em&gt;lovers, bathed in evening's glow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To strains of music now impart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their wish the seed of life to sow;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then, after slow and tender start,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Both sense their yearnings overflow:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Embracing - heart to beating heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;See also &lt;em&gt;Conception&lt;/em&gt; in Bitesize Poems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-6072842348549891839?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6072842348549891839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=6072842348549891839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/6072842348549891839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/6072842348549891839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/lake.html' title='THE LAKE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8137563716014916375</id><published>2008-04-10T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T03:33:34.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINANCIAL ROMANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No multiple spreadsheets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remind them of bedsheets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stuck with columns and rows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How can lovers propose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The best they can manage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is costing out marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the world of finance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're bereft of romance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8137563716014916375?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8137563716014916375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=8137563716014916375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8137563716014916375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/8137563716014916375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/financial-romance.html' title='FINANCIAL ROMANCE'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-2382213062842683740</id><published>2008-04-05T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T08:26:03.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE DOE-EYED GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;He coded her name from something she'd worn,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The doe-eyed beauty who'd stolen his heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her waving goodbye had left him forlorn,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And memory bade his cipher depart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some time elapsed but, though she was older,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her name came back the instant he'd seen her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Return his query, over her shoulder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The doe-eyed girl who'd worn a pashmina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-2382213062842683740?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2382213062842683740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=2382213062842683740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2382213062842683740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/2382213062842683740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/doe-eyed-girl.html' title='THE DOE-EYED GIRL'/><author><name>John Pemberton's Bitesize Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8599775022066522951</id><published>2008-04-05T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T08:21:24.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEMURE</title><content type='html'>Seldom the lady of aspect demure&lt;br /&gt;Takes second place in respect of allure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Poems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16412284393080735518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-8226271877927523134</id><published>2008-04-05T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T08:18:37.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FALLING IN LOVE</title><content type='html'>When dealings which fail are said to fall through;&lt;br /&gt;When schemes that fall short one oughtn't pursue;&lt;br /&gt;When falling back is a sign of defeat;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love doesn't sound like a treat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-8226271877927523134?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294178420319015769.post-537138484804102212</id><published>2008-04-05T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T08:15:58.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EARLY WARNING</title><content type='html'>The kid on his trike and the chick looking shy&lt;br /&gt;Might one day marry, not knowing quite why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-537138484804102212?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/537138484804102212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=537138484804102212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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of desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is what eyes conspire;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What his lips confess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is her eyes' success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7294178420319015769-43340732029441631?l=freelovepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelovepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/43340732029441631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7294178420319015769&amp;postID=43340732029441631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7294178420319015769/posts/default/43340732029441631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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