Combs Out Her Perfumed Shiny Long Hair In Net Strands Poem by Terence George Craddock
Combs Out Her Perfumed Shiny Long Hair In Net Strands
stunning beauty which shock stops the heart
freezes the faint surprised mind senseless
such beauty does not always bring happiness
all share unhappiness which has no favourites;
stray souls like moths flock to beautiful faces
people feast eyes in sudden lust fever passions
infatuation fresh purity beauty love calls calls
a sensitive woman crowds who innocently combs;
out her shiny long hair in perfumed net strands
as she sings as passers by strain to catch words
in torment woe her heart lost in mourning toils;
strain to catch each word sad enthralling blinds
hear a siren voice sing grief pain in her despair
sorrow slays her heart her words mist air do spear;
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Dedicated to the poet Henrich Heine.
Written in January 2017 on the 14.1.2017.
The texture of this sonnet is complex, with woven words and subtleties; from the way she is perceived, to the way she really feels within her heart - a discrepancy like the invisible line between illusion and reality. Very well composed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/22/2024 9:59:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
sadly I still cannot reply directly, the PH reply box has refused to work for over 40 minutes so I am forced to reply as a general comment; yes the emotive theme was the face shown publicly and the safely guarded private inner turmoil, the masks shown or required by the world and inner vulnerability despite outward confidence. Perception and emotive response.