Dalliances reflect devil's hold,
As wistful feelings so unfold.
Cradled in the arms of lust,
In man made sin from dust to dust.
Remembrance for a love of old.
Though amorous, always discreet,
Trifling feelings end bittersweet.
Erotic cravings so embed,
For passion's kiss so sweetly led.
Our lover's tryst had met defeat.
Solitary my nights I spend,
Mere fantasies left to pretend.
Quelling fears with deep emotions,
Drift in chaos, searching notions.
Lost in thought through twilight's end.
How whispers in the blackness grows,
Echoing, what one reaps one sows.
Ambiance stirs titillation,
Surrender to imagination.
Pleasure seeking, desires shows.
Memories burn deep within,
Still tantalized by Satan's sin.
Recollect until I tremble,
Causes mind to disassemble.
Womanly pleasure rushes in.
Author notes
Well I read a few of Arthur Symons poems. I get the sense he enjoyed writing about the fairer sex. And he wrote with an open mind, how they affected him. He had a passion for them and was not afraid to write about it. Whether it be of the young lover that still makes him smile as he remembers long ago in Stella Maris. Or the old women who he sees wandering and missing her youth in The Old Women. He shows his tender side in You Remain. His sexual undertones in some of his writing is very captivating. I must admit, it has been a pleasure to read his work. The depth of his imagery is so refreshing.I wrote what I felt after reading his works. Personally, It took me to a more sensual side. Longing and missing someone dear. So this is what I wrote. Hope it is ok for the contest. Sandy
Written June 10th, 2006
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This way of writing. Using styles that not many use today, is something that makes a poem very special. I really enjoyed reading this and see how the imagery is carried forward with ones imagination to beyond the written word. Excellent piece that is most appreciated.
Jan -
passionate, passionate, very nice to read, mm nice choice to write on..
Linda -
well done in getting to the crux of Symons as hoodoo says... I adored that background you had up last night as well as this painting, too. It definitely got me in a Symons mood
I am very happy that you read so many of his pieces and made mention of that in the notes. Excellent; you should put your notes over at oldpoetry for others to read -- on his main page! Thank you, sandy!
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Yes, I read several of his pieces, in hopes of writing for this contest, (inspiration has not hit
), and I think you hit the crux of the poet Symons, he just let it all hang out, and there would be nothing wrong with it these days, would there? How times have change
Very enjoyable work.
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Wish you luck in the contest dear auntie.
Shahrzad
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I think this is wonderfully beautiful, my friend! Thank you for sharing and all the best to you!
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I thought you did a wonderful job writing this.It is very beautiful.Keep up the great work.Thank you very much for sharing it.Good luck on this.
~Krys~ -
Beautiful
This is a beautiful write, and so very like a past love that takes a long time to get out your mind. Thank you for sharing this and good luck in the contest
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Solitary my nights I spend,
Mere fantasies left to pretend.
Quelling fears with deep emotions,
Drift in chaos, searching notions.
Lost in thought through twilight's end.
These lines really got my attention, and i can see that the love you bear inside probably will never disapear. I wish you good luck in the future.
writexfromxthexheartxxxash -
Very deep and insightful
piece. It does show
a lot of work went into
this poem. Very well
written. Thank you
for sharing your great
talent and wonderful
poem. Good luck in
the contest.
Jeannie D Hunter
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BEAUTIFUL
A wonderful poem about the way life changes.
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verey well writen keep up the lovely work
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This piece was more sensual, and possibly mildly erotic. It flowed well and your rhyming scheme was that of a train of limericks. You used your vocabulary to an advantage and made this piece tasteful. I don't regret clicking on this piece, for the manner it was written in. Love is unforgettable, and when you give a part of yourself to someone, yet lay abandoned, your mind doesn't cease to remember all that happened once. This piece was written with talent and will probably do wonderfully in the conetst. Keep up the great work and thanks for sharing this piece!












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