Cupids Bow

Gentle nymph with timid voice speaks of needs and grief.

Modest speech so demure,

whose blushing is a treat.

Her trembling voice coy and meek.

Flooding emotions with sorrows sweet.

Her heaving bosom swells with grief.

As flooding tears give relief.

A gossamer hand is lightly grasped.

And a cupid’s bow yields a tender kiss.

Reviews

[knighngale]

oh wow, this is a good one, a nymph so pure, but wishe'd to be suppuld. :D

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you knighngale

[knighngale]

most welcome dear :D

[lightsong]

A song of love, of giving, of generosity, of kindness and warmth, when no one seems to hear her, feel her... or appreciate the gifts she gives the world. but heavens do, and cupid do too... what a touching wonderfully written poem dear Cherrie. I hear soft music through your words...

[Lydia Shutter]

I pictured a woman of the Victorian era as I read your words. She is wearing lacy gloves and has no makeup on. She feels sadness and she feels romance....and I enjoyed every word. LydI**

[Cherrie Palmer]

That's a lovely image. Thank you. I look forward to returning the visit.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Tender, beautiful romance in poetic words! Enjoyed!

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you 😊 was wanting something with that old charm world

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

My pleasure!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Everything is a song to me or relates to a song. This poem reminded me of a 1978 song by Firefall, "Strange Way." The lyrics go something like this:
"Didn't I hear you cry this morning, didn't I feel you weep
Teardrops falling down on me, like rivers in my sleep
In my dreams of laughter, you came creeping with your fears
Telling me your sorrow in the tracings of your tears
That's a strange way to tell me you love me, when your sorrow is all I can see
If you just want to cry to somebody, don't cry to me
No, don't cry to me
Didn't I hear your voice this morning, didn't you call my name
I could hear you whisper softly but the words were never plain
And in your dream of darkness, I came shining like the sun
Waiting for the laughter, but the laughter never comes...well, that's a strange way..."
Maybe the author was watching some of those old TV shows where the heroine or protagonist was one of the same sort. ;) I love old movies but I like the kind of women played by Katherine Hepburn and Barbara Stanwyck, those tough, independent, intelligent and strong sort of women that their real personalities translated so easily into. Ah well, to each their own. This seemed more sad and lost than loving to me. Which reminds me of another song by Connie Francis from 1959 which was a million seller, "Stupid Cupid". He's more of a little devil than an angel if you ask me. I enjoyed the read anyway. F.

[Cherrie Palmer]

I love people who relate to life to a song.
I live in a musical. My granddaughter sings about everything.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I went bopping off to YouTube when my wife asked me who Connie Francis was. (laughing) I was over there playing The Seekers, Petula Clark and Dione Warwick. Rod McKuen did a duet with Petula, Baby It's Cold Outside. It's my favorite rendition of the song. My dear pal, Tadeus Sczerba (we called him Ted) once told me, "Fabian, you know the problem with life is, it doesn't come with a soundtrack. I said, no Ted, the problem with life is it absolutely has a soundtrack but I'm the only one that can hear it. He laughed at that. Ted was a Polish Yankee from Ohio. How could I not love him? Oh, but his wife made the most heavenly Golabki. It's a cabbage and sausage roll in buttered pastry. Oh...my mouth waters. That sounds like a very special granddaughter you have there! Blessings of love, peace and light from North Carolina. F.

[Cherrie Palmer]

I love Connie and the Righteous Brothers. Unchained Melody is my ring tone for my husband.

[J Todd Underhill]

Dang good to read you again, seems like time is always too short for me to do what I love, but I found time today! Wonderful write here.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Hello stranger. Good to see you.
And
Thank you 😊

Are you still doing 'coffee with underhill'?

[J Todd Underhill]

It is still on hold... I have been meaning to return but life is not letting up. My granddaughter is now 4, and perfectly healthy. I just am having to work 2 jobs to make the bills meet, which means no time for what I love to do

[Cherrie Palmer]

I completely understand. Keep up the good work. You are a hero for your family. It's great to see you here. :)

[Patricia]

This is lovely, a reminder of the softer side of our sex that we don’t often show anymore. We have come to expect and accept that we can be just as tough as men but it doesn’t mean we can’t show our softer side as well, after all that softer side is what we seek in each other when looking for love (as well as strength)

[Cherrie Palmer]

Yes I agree. We think we have to act like men. To be tough. We forget just how tough women were 150 years ago. They however weren't afraid to express their charms.

[Ken Simm.]

Such classic romance filled with beautiful word choices. I love this look into a classic past, pun intended. And when he hits, he hits.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Ken I've been reading from that period. Not only was their writing beautiful but their penmanship exquisite.
Thank you for appreciating my attempt.

[Chris Shaw]

A trip into the past here Cherrie. Reminded me of some of the TV series I've watched based on the old classics. Women were quite often shown as demure, fragile, blushing sweethearts. How times have changed :) I do like a bit of nostalgia.

Chris

[Cherrie Palmer]

I'm glad you this this in an old light. And Yes that's a fact times and people are completely different.

[William Michael Reeves]

I like the way you illustrate the relief of tears. They really do bring relief. Especially when your a man and it doesn't happen often. Like the relief of the past and present floods in a gush. I like the juxtaposition of demure and modest. This Cherub likes the rub of your poem!

I'm not ignoring your story. Going to write a brief outline of it and turn it into a poem. Billigami got out of his cage!

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Bill.
I'm still stuck in the past. As I channel days long past :)

[William Michael Reeves]

The past can be a good place when you're a poet. Imagine if all we had to write about was the present future???!!!