Maidens Poems - Poems about Maidens

O yon Loch Ness Monster is come out of the lake through all the wide border his tail left a wake and save his fire-breathing he weapons had none he swam all unharmed and fair maidens he won so faithful in love yet so very messy there never was wee beastie like the young dragon Nessie (With apologies to Sir Walter Scott) ...

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These are English translations/modernizations of Medieval poems written in Old English and/or Middle English. The Maiden’s Song aka The Bridal Morn anonymous Medieval lyric translation by Michael R. Burch The maidens came to my mother’s bower. I had all I would, that hour. The bailey beareth the bell away; The lily, the rose, the rose I lay. Now silver...

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Soap of my  heart somewhere far but near my heart, Oh! Grand daughter and daughter of some African Kings, A soap is used to remove dirty on the body but many People spoke that you are capable...

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When snows beset slippers upon the feet, and draw tears of pain upon reddened cheek. Thoughts of former boots instill chilled notions, that will call for future healing potions. Someone asks of you, "what were you thinking?" you answer with shivers between blinking. "I must track this wet to the farmers' fare, for my beloved a fine meal to share." "She is demanding...

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Maidens like dreaming buds, ...

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Green maidens from the church of March Ride gentle over northern gusts Upon a misty rainbow arch Their mossy robes of clouds adjust In frost tipped moonbeam's yellow glow To pollinate with pixie dust Where thawing rivers stir and flow As lilac icicles are made And shamrocks grow through thinning snow Where icy glories drifting, fade The sculptured swords of silver kings Melting in shades of...

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He was thunderstruck by the maiden’s beauty, It was love for the knave upon first sight. To her parents she had an enormous duty, To maintain their honor, integrity bright. She was truly gorgeous with petite height. He was thunderstruck by the maiden’s beauty. Wanted to marry her with all of his might. Her reputation was in no way soiled or sooty. Her...

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The sun is rising in the Eastern sky, its rays cutting the early morning mist. To shine on the inky black waters cried, by fallen maidens to an unjust fist Why have they been beaten so hard they break. Causing such pain and sorrow as to cry, for an eternity to spawn a lake. Not seen by night...

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for SeamusHeaney 1939-2013 A flap of wings and agitated rustlings in the darkness jar forth protective prayers for mice and voles and winks of thought that barely lit on the page of day before the sky’s hunger pitched down-devouring as if commissioned by some cleansing spirit to sweep away all evidence that these girls had lived, had sipped dew from buds or feasted on a wind-born...

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Some elderly, glamorous, Hollywood maidens Gathered at the meeting in "mourning clothes." O, poor creatures with sudden recollections, About losing their maiden honour. Supposed....

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Maidens and Castles….. 5/23/11 What seems like a lifetime ago has suddenly become a not so distant memory, time has a certain shortness to it these days. Once forever was a concept to far ahead to grasp let alone understand, now life has defined itself into days a constant ticking losing precious minutes. Beginnings the past a...

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Maiden's Lament Rewinding the memories of angst lost, broken Our souls make solemn demands against our hearts Thoughts uneasy, shattered, remembering time's lies Deliver us, reluctant, unto today's reckoning revealed Believing yet another, today's promise is unspoken Love and solace abound in time of yesterday's pain Maiden enthralled within, peace is found upon the mist Innocence remains for the chosen, pain forbidden now Living...

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The Nkporo Maidens Are waiting down the great street Of perfection to be crowd with Love for their honourable deeds I watched them danced yesterday At the Agbala with their bangles and jewelries. Their breast stood in happiness Later Each began to go up and down In salute to the Audience Their bodies answering the call of their feelings Their were spirited in...

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Many, many moons ago when the world was young people were nomads carefully moving from place to place this was the age of dinosaurs a need for caution mighty eruptions occurred daily causing large cracks that swallowed up camps and people A time when your only thought was could you make it through another day? vegetation that was huge giant Venus fly traps that could eat you whole lush...

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MATISSE MAIDENS Maidens..so many.Marguerite dressed so neat, Laurette and Lorette so sad, so sweet.The upstairs maid with Greta Moll his still life doll.Odalisques curves and shapes, in colour and drapes.Chapeaux and Chevelure with locks astray. A sister or two,and a wife, green with envy,to paint and portray Listen to me read this and others at this link http://youtube.com/ichthyschiro...

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