Maidenhood Poems - Poems about Maidenhood

...I'd met you, like a lad meeting his neighbor little lass, Charmed to you at very first sight, I stood like a dumb ass; As tabooed lover admiring his darling, I stood far, Thirst of bathing in you......Read the rest...

...Valentine has come in the smooth dispersal fragrance of the newest blooming flowers in the thrilled embroidered wings of airborne butterflies in the sweet songs of spring birds, in the voices of c......Read the rest...

...Many-colored and candle-lights; high beyond the soft trees a fresh country leans heavily toward the night, far beyond the sea’s shady shore. Beams, o’er wide fields like a white star, \till from t......Read the rest...

...Mrs. Pickel – Mrs. Plum Bright sunbeams remember puddles On the path Where bumblebees and ladybugs Floated with lazy summer breezes, In a cleft between steep hills of beacons Looking west, A......Read the rest...

...Sappho fragment #155 translation by Michael R. Burch A short revealing frock? It's just my luck your lips were made to mock! * Sappho fragment #156 translation by Michael R. Burch S......Read the rest...

...Muscles locked in agony Every ligament burning Pain flooding nerve endings Labor Heavy panting of breath Heart pumping trying to keep up Behind the canopy of human perception Life and Deat......Read the rest...

...Act 2, Scene 4. The Salisbury plain. Within a henge, a watchfire burns. The Seer approaches The Seeker. Take heed, my friend, our part in cosmic cheat Plays on; below the stage the truth lies qu......Read the rest...

...Unwana, Unwana, I have chosen you amongst the daughters of men, amongst the maidens of my felon tribe, to bear the torch of our waning kindred… Unwana, I have chosen you, favoured one, out of t......Read the rest...

...Yes, I read my Dragon, the story of good old… ‘Robin Hood’. You know, the first super hero, who was really… super good. Now, with Dragon, things don’t always end up, exactly… as they should! His e......Read the rest...

...Part One Now as I account for myself I know the fight is over You made me feel if I was worth saving I was worth having And I knew as the man flattered to grow He also learned the crafts of ......Read the rest...

...Who will cry for the little boy, Whose wails are heard resounding inside the man. The man whose ever unhealing wounds are clothed in pride, These mortal scars he wears beneath his flesh To him ar......Read the rest...

..."The Lassie Who Can Blush" By Rachel Heffington I would give many a dollar, I would give a golden thrush, If you showed me really, truly, A young lass who still can blush. There are many "h......Read the rest...

...Slush of remaining snow Mocks the glee of the day it fell Like an old prostitute her first dream Of maidenhood The view doesn't move Fixed with rusty nails Of stars And you say to yourself how nice......Read the rest...