Ladies, How would you feel if a man read poetry to you? (38)
yes i love poerty......heres one i,ve just......written................./ as your angels eyes meet mine...my heart was all a flutter.your slender fingers took my toast....oh no you said....let me....i wondered then......would it be ..marg..or butter......???????.........good yer...........???? 
..eat your heart out Keats.....
..eat your heart out Keats..... ------ This poll is Archived ------
Slowly and carefully, so as to not jiggle the page.
------ This poll is Archived ------
I've always loved poetry but never had a man read it to me.
------ This poll is Archived ------
Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.
------ This poll is Archived ------
truheart1941: yes i love poerty......heres one i,ve just......written................./ as your angels eyes meet mine...my heart was all a flutter.your slender fingers took my toast....oh no you said....let me....i wondered then......would it be ..marg..or butter......???????.........good yer...........???? ..eat your heart out Keats.....
The player in you is coming out and the ladies are flocking around you
------ This poll is Archived ------
jac_the_gripper: Slowly and carefully, so as to not jiggle the page.
It might be pages and pages
------ This poll is Archived ------
Ccincy: I've always loved poetry but never had a man read it to me.
Neither have I cc, but I woman reading it to me would be good------ This poll is Archived ------
MsContessa: Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.
By night I will be with the stars and the moon
I will shine a light on the darkness and brighten up the world
I will be like a shooting star soring in the sky and out of control
I will be the star man from Ziggy star dust and I will meet you all
------ This poll is Archived ------
enter the starman into the nights sky and ask no questions why, because I never tell a lie
------ This poll is Archived ------
In general I find that speech or words limit very much that what wants to be expressed, so I am not sure if I would like it if someone read a poem to me.
The only poem that I will never forget is from Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff. It is called Mondnacht. Many, many years ago my best friend died and it was read at his funeral. If I can say this about a poem, I would say, it is so dear and careful and beautiful. The soul flies down from heaven to the earth and back up into freedom.
In the internet was an English translation:
Moonlit night
It was as if the Sky
Had silently kissed the Earth,
So that she, in the glimmer of blossoms,
Now had to dream of him.
The breeze passed through the fields,
The ears of grain waved gently,
The forests rustled softly,
So starry-clear was the night.
And my sould spread
Its wings out wide,
And flew through the silent regions
As if it were flying home.
The only poem that I will never forget is from Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff. It is called Mondnacht. Many, many years ago my best friend died and it was read at his funeral. If I can say this about a poem, I would say, it is so dear and careful and beautiful. The soul flies down from heaven to the earth and back up into freedom.
In the internet was an English translation:
Moonlit night
It was as if the Sky
Had silently kissed the Earth,
So that she, in the glimmer of blossoms,
Now had to dream of him.
The breeze passed through the fields,
The ears of grain waved gently,
The forests rustled softly,
So starry-clear was the night.
And my sould spread
Its wings out wide,
And flew through the silent regions
As if it were flying home.
------ This poll is Archived ------
I have had a man write, and read, poetry to me
As it was his way of expressing what he could not otherwise express, it was beautiful
As it was his way of expressing what he could not otherwise express, it was beautiful
------ This poll is Archived ------
mollybaby: I have had a man write, and read, poetry to me
As it was his way of expressing what he could not otherwise express, it was beautiful
As it was his way of expressing what he could not otherwise express, it was beautiful
Thanks for sharing molly
I think reading a few beautiful words to a woman can melt herheart and sooth her mind------ This poll is Archived ------
That is so nice 
------ This poll is Archived ------
MsContessa: That is so nice
David Bowie is a legend...
------ This poll is Archived ------
Freedomofspeech9: Thanks for sharing molly I think reading a few beautiful words to a woman can melt herheart and sooth her mind
Maybe the words weren't for melting or soothing, but for self-expression
------ This poll is Archived ------
mollybaby: Maybe the words weren't for melting or soothing, but for self-expression
I enjoy it when you always challenge me did his words make you feel feminine and happy
------ This poll is Archived ------
For All Time
Gently
Will I kiss your lips
And touch you
With my finger tips
Caressing
Each and every curve
In hope I’ll touch that
Special nerve
That stimulates your very core
So you’ll keep coming back
For more
Because
I don’t know what I’d do
If
In my life
There was no YOU
And so
My Love
If I should stare
Or gently stroke
Your hand
Your hair
It’s just to reassure my mind
And so
I beg you
Please be kind
And let me love you
One more time
And let me love you
For all time
I'm sorry it wasn't written for you, Molly, because (it seems) you can appreciate such little thoughtfulnesses. I ALWAYS try to put a little of myself, in my gifts. And a poem is a gift, if not to you, or to someone specifically, to the world.
And I give you this one, because you can "feel". Write me if you'd like to read others. J
Gently
Will I kiss your lips
And touch you
With my finger tips
Caressing
Each and every curve
In hope I’ll touch that
Special nerve
That stimulates your very core
So you’ll keep coming back
For more
Because
I don’t know what I’d do
If
In my life
There was no YOU
And so
My Love
If I should stare
Or gently stroke
Your hand
Your hair
It’s just to reassure my mind
And so
I beg you
Please be kind
And let me love you
One more time
And let me love you
For all time
I'm sorry it wasn't written for you, Molly, because (it seems) you can appreciate such little thoughtfulnesses. I ALWAYS try to put a little of myself, in my gifts. And a poem is a gift, if not to you, or to someone specifically, to the world.
And I give you this one, because you can "feel". Write me if you'd like to read others. J
------ This poll is Archived ------
Let_Us: For All Time
Gently
Will I kiss your lips
And touch you
With my finger tips
Caressing
Each and every curve
In hope I’ll touch that
Special nerve
That stimulates your very core
So you’ll keep coming back
For more
Because
I don’t know what I’d do
If
In my life
There was no YOU
And so
My Love
If I should stare
Or gently stroke
Your hand
Your hair
It’s just to reassure my mind
And so
I beg you
Please be kind
And let me love you
One more time
And let me love you
For all time
I'm sorry it wasn't written for you, Molly, because (it seems) you can appreciate such little thoughtfulnesses. I ALWAYS try to put a little of myself, in my gifts. And a poem is a gift, if not to you, or to someone specifically, to the world.
And I give you this one, because you can "feel". Write me if you'd like to read others. J
Gently
Will I kiss your lips
And touch you
With my finger tips
Caressing
Each and every curve
In hope I’ll touch that
Special nerve
That stimulates your very core
So you’ll keep coming back
For more
Because
I don’t know what I’d do
If
In my life
There was no YOU
And so
My Love
If I should stare
Or gently stroke
Your hand
Your hair
It’s just to reassure my mind
And so
I beg you
Please be kind
And let me love you
One more time
And let me love you
For all time
I'm sorry it wasn't written for you, Molly, because (it seems) you can appreciate such little thoughtfulnesses. I ALWAYS try to put a little of myself, in my gifts. And a poem is a gift, if not to you, or to someone specifically, to the world.
And I give you this one, because you can "feel". Write me if you'd like to read others. J
Thank you, Let
------ This poll is Archived ------
Mollys picking up men again
------ This poll is Archived ------
I think we have better things to do with out time
------ This poll is Archived ------
Any lady thats stupid enough to fall for poetry, will also fall for the accoustic guitar routine, and probably sleeps with dirty long-haired hippies.
------ This poll is Archived ------
Nauseous.
------ This poll is Archived ------
Roses are red, violets are blue
Take off your clothes and let me plow you
Thats my poem.
Take off your clothes and let me plow you
Thats my poem.
------ This poll is Archived ------
marlindap
marlindap•7 hrs ago•Clearwater, British Columbia Canada•66 Posts
I think we have better things to do with out time
?????????????????????????????????????????????????
What can you do that's "BETTER", or more important, than sharing your thoughts, feelings, and time with another person? ESPECIALLY one that you like/love? I have a problem with your priorities, lady.
marlindap•7 hrs ago•Clearwater, British Columbia Canada•66 Posts
I think we have better things to do with out time
?????????????????????????????????????????????????
What can you do that's "BETTER", or more important, than sharing your thoughts, feelings, and time with another person? ESPECIALLY one that you like/love? I have a problem with your priorities, lady.
------ This poll is Archived ------
Nauseous.
Who, or what is "nauseous" sweetheart? Your comment is a bit ambiguous.
Who, or what is "nauseous" sweetheart? Your comment is a bit ambiguous.
------ This poll is Archived ------
Track16•4 hrs ago•Near Clarenville, Newfoundland Canada•3,569 Posts
Roses are red, violets are blue
Take off your clothes and let me plow you
Thats my poem.
I only have one question, tracker. Is THAT your idea of "witty", or UNwitty repartee?
Roses are red, violets are blue
Take off your clothes and let me plow you
Thats my poem.
I only have one question, tracker. Is THAT your idea of "witty", or UNwitty repartee?
------ This poll is Archived ------
Innocentia00122•12 hrs ago•Osnabrück, Lower Saxony Germany•698 Posts
In general I find that speech or words limit very much that what wants to be expressed, so I am not sure if I would like it if someone read a poem to me.
The only poem that I will never forget is from Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff. It is called Mondnacht. Many, many years ago my best friend died and it was read at his funeral. If I can say this about a poem, I would say, it is so dear and careful and beautiful. The soul flies down from heaven to the earth and back up into freedom.
In the internet was an English translation:
Moonlit night
It was as if the Sky
Had silently kissed the Earth,
So that she, in the glimmer of blossoms,
Now had to dream of him.
The breeze passed through the fields,
The ears of grain waved gently,
The forests rustled softly,
So starry-clear was the night.
And my sould spread
Its wings out wide,
And flew through the silent regions
As if it were flying home.
Thanks for sharing that, Innocentia. I've never read that one before. And I DO like it! VERY nice! Thanks, again.
In general I find that speech or words limit very much that what wants to be expressed, so I am not sure if I would like it if someone read a poem to me.
The only poem that I will never forget is from Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff. It is called Mondnacht. Many, many years ago my best friend died and it was read at his funeral. If I can say this about a poem, I would say, it is so dear and careful and beautiful. The soul flies down from heaven to the earth and back up into freedom.
In the internet was an English translation:
Moonlit night
It was as if the Sky
Had silently kissed the Earth,
So that she, in the glimmer of blossoms,
Now had to dream of him.
The breeze passed through the fields,
The ears of grain waved gently,
The forests rustled softly,
So starry-clear was the night.
And my sould spread
Its wings out wide,
And flew through the silent regions
As if it were flying home.
Thanks for sharing that, Innocentia. I've never read that one before. And I DO like it! VERY nice! Thanks, again.
------ This poll is Archived ------
------ This poll is Archived ------
My laughing was to pats comment but they did not come up the usual way.
I love poetry and someone said its like a gift and that be true
I love poetry and someone said its like a gift and that be true
------ This poll is Archived ------
you judge me so quickly, just because i cannot be won over with false words. Only in the silence can you hear what one thinks. Only in times where you need nothing from them and they nothing from you.If i do not feel loved by someones actions, i do not need their words.
------ This poll is Archived ------
This Poll is Archived
This Poll is archived, so you will no longer be able to post to it. Poll get archived automatically when they are older than 3 months.
More Threads
The GOP Representatives owned by Vladimir Putin
The Real Stormy Story
Trump Elementary
Gal / sdarlagg passed away on April 10, 2024
Why is this shameful?
The weird and the random facts around the world
your favorite topic?
s*xual skills
Democrats destroyed America
beauty of the heart
More Threads
Report threads that break rules, are offensive, or contain fighting. Staff may not be aware of the forum abuse, and cannot do anything about it unless you tell us about it. click to report forum abuse »
Stats for this Poll
41 Votes
1,859 Views
38 Comments
Created: Nov 2017
Last Viewed: Apr 21
Last Commented: May 2018
Last Voted: Nov 2019
2 Likes
Last Liked: May 2018
Ladies, How would you feel if a man read poetry to you?(Vote Below)