Tender Kisses

Tis it Gods fancy to leave men mired

In discrepant sentiments, a love undesired?

Juxtaposed repose which wantonly dismisses

A doting love and her tender kisses

As bitter as sweet as a dew washed rose 

They would make all poets write in prose 

Lips like feathers they caress my cheeks

Though more so like talons and razor sharp beaks

Delightful perfume escapes your mouth

Of Valencian cherries and spiced Vermouth

A sanguine chalice, parted lips

Filled with venom I am forced to sip

You utter soft whispers like butterfly wings

I am obliged to hear the temptress sing

Such words dissolve to mires so black

A sickly pool, sincerity doth lack 

Tis it Gods fancy to leave men mired 

In discrepant sentiments which leave me tired?

Alas! I adore thee yet despite such wishes 

I will never love your tender kisses.     

Reviews

[Hamza]

this is sweet ..
and sour at the same time ..
well, this feeling is more like a peek-a-boo ... sometimes hidden and sometimes more than expected ..
a
wonderful poem .. :)

[James McFadyen]

Happy it could evoke such contrasting emotions!!

[Violet Dreams...]

Great job. Loved your write.

[James McFadyen]

Glad you enjoyed it!!

[Mia]

This is a phenomenal poem, beautiful worded and a pleasure to read. We're complicated things, us women...if we're good for nothing else; at least we inspire such amazing poetry :)

[James McFadyen]

conversely we male types are quite complex too...though you women seem to know better how we tick!!

[Irene]

your work continues to amaze me :)

[James McFadyen]

Im flattered that i amaze you. thank you so much

[.]

This has a very classical tone to it , indeed. I love the rhythm and the way your words flow throughout the page. Great job, James, and hank you for the read request.

[James McFadyen]

Thank you for technical critique!

[spiritwind]

Oh! What a delightful surprise! You make me think of classic poets with their dignified rhythm and their exquisite attention to detail. It is such a pleasure to read such a well-plotted poem. This is a jewel!

[James McFadyen]

Hopefully i do classical poetry justice then!

[Claire Twinn]

This is stunning poetry, you have a fantastic way with words. Such bittersweet emotions, eloquently expressed.

[James McFadyen]

Wow thank you for such kindly expressed words

[John Alexander McFadyen]

My God James this is amazing. It is poetry at its best. It is Keats and Wordsworth but in your own style. Utterly fantastic.

[James McFadyen]

Thanks

[emmajoy]

There's such traditional strength in this poem; you've used phrases that really echo past style: ' As bitter as sweet as a dew washed rose ~ They would make all poets write in prose ~ Lips like feathers they caress my cheeks ~ Though more so like talons and razor sharp beaks '. Sorry the theme is painful for you.. we're not all that bad!

[James McFadyen]

Thank you im glad you enjoy my archaism. the theme is not bad at all so don't worry i have no vendetta against women!! :)

[~]

Ah, the duality of woman. One minute she can intoxicate with her kisses, the next she can bite your head off. I love the classical approach in this poem. It was an absolute pleasure to read. Well done, Sir.

[James McFadyen]

Thank you for such a delightful commentary, I am glad you enjoyed it