Frank Boyd Jr
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Is it the warmth of her gaze, or the brightness of her chuckle?
Is it the sun in her smile, that sends rays into my soul?
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She moves with grace, there is love in her embrace.
The lips of her mouth speak life and joy.
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How I long to be with you, but time and space divide us.
To run my fingers in your hair, on your soft skin.
To tell you my heart’s desire.
Embrace to our heart’s content
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Writing for the love of the art. For the selfish reason which is to satisfy my soul. To free my heart, and with ink and paper shall i write my freedom (*with keyboard and computer sounds too nerdy)
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My Mystery Woman
Is it the warmth of her gaze, or the brightness of her chuckle?
Is it the sun in her smile, that sends rays into my soul?
Is it the grace of her step, majestic like the swan?
Or perhaps the gentleness of her touch, always warm like the summer?
Is it the scent of her, fresh as the scent after the rain.
Fair lady, who can phanthom her, for she carries herself with absolute majesty, yet is more humble than a servant.
Her body is fashioned after a goddess, the mortal embodiement of perfection, her soul more humble than a servants’.
Into a cloud of bliss I fall, for her beauty is like a poem.
Is it in the shape of her figure, her seemingly fragile frame, her ravishing eyes, or sweet voice?
Her mystery is forever hidden from me, and spurs me on from the inside, a pity indeed.
To behold her beauty once more, I cling on to life, and the new meaning it has for she is.
Like her, I have accepted my fate, she shall forever be the standard by which all beauty is measured, and I, I shall forever be spoiled for other girls.
For after half a page of prose, I am no closer to unveiling her mystery, I shudder at the thought, yet am elated, her integrity is upheld.
Nomatter where this life meanders and takes me, she will forever be,
My Mystery Woman.
28 May 2010 - Kim, RSA
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11/9/2026 1:45:47 AM # rel_20261026T125300Z_a7741e1
Hi dear Frank, I try to frankly comment on your work. You know how to use words and you understand the music of sounds. By means of alliteration and the repetition of sounds you create a poetic space for the poem. For example ' To run my fingers in your hair, on your soft skin', ' My Love, in your sleep you are bafflingly beautiful' and 'the lily of the valley'. Your language performance is acceptable and it shows that you think about your words and choose them carefully. This poem is full of images and you tried to create the situations to visualize the contexts. It is a good love letter but to be a good poem, more artistic devices are in need. Dear friend your poem should be a product of your time and your geographical context. But believe me this poem doesn't have anything with our time. Now we have the literature behind us and we can enjoy the experience of the past poets. According to one of the Iranian contemporary poet- Sohrab Sepehri- ''You should look from a different angle.' A poem is the masterpiece of language so try to write a masterpiece not a sentimental combination of ideas. I recommend you to read as much as possible and to think and reflect upon the poems read to improve the quality of your poems. Creativity is important in writing poems and try to tell what others didn't tell and to see what others overlook and to shock your readers at the end of your poems. You can accomplish all of them if you read successful poems, ask comments and accept and follow what is logical.