***wonder Of Woman*** Poem by Ken e Hall
***wonder Of Woman***
I’m not here to quote thy face akin to a rose
Nothing but nothing grows to match your beauty pose,
Your sparkling eyes make diamond dull as a dismal day,
No diamond can ‘wink’ come hither to play
An’ melt Samson into his own shoes,
Cutting his hair for weakened blues.
Your curvy shape creates metaphors in man’s head,
They all see themselves waiting in the wedding bed,
Your inner thighs set the bar for silky softness,
Which the silkworm’s production fails a miserably mess.
Woman softly softly with that magic beguile
Beaming out that feminine smile,
Since home was a cave, man does not want to be alone
Softly softly he wants woman in his home,
I'm so happy I was able to access your poems as there have been many problems here for me. I loved this poem, Ken. So sweet, loving and sensual. Great job! '10! ' Hugs, Marilyn
Very good write. I really enjoyed reading it. The first two lines are fantastic. Many thanks for this wonderful poem
Very romantic and affectionate write, a fine tribute to the woman of the home.
Having read this I know people enjoyed love before we were born. What more can I say? It pays to read from good poets.
My eyes are moisted by reading the perfect comment of Michael poetwithcancer, nobody could write a better comment for this poem. Thank you for sharing!
A very romantic and sensuous write describing a wondrous woman. So many detailed and expressions. Lovely.
It's an adoring description of a women about her beauty what she owns.... a lovey write in deed
Lovely poem adoring the women with their grace & attractions to men.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Dear Ken e Hall, // I love this poem. It tells the best of life like it is, the gentle and passionate love of women, in such beautiful phrases, with just a touch of spice, balanced to perfection. So much truth here. // 'Woman is the other side of the sky, ' sang John Lennon. 'Nothing in the world is single; / All things by a law divine / In one another's being mingle. / Why not I with thine? ' wrote the poet Shelley, in a hopeful wooing verse. 'For, lady, you deseve this state; / Nor would I love at lower rate, ' wrote Andrew Marvell, doing the same. And so on and so on, crowned by Shakespeare with: 'Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, / Or bends with the remover to remove. /..../ Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, / But bears it out, even to the edge of doom.' // I could quote many more, but my point is this: I love all kinds of poetry, and that includes love poetry-especially when it is written at its best. And this poem of yours qualifies. I will print it out, and enfold in the pages of a collection of the world's great love poetry, where I hope and trust that someday it may appear by a publisher's decision and not only by my own. // This is a great poem about the real meaning and value of man and woman, with the focus on the woman and her valeu to the man, to be sure...done eloquently, delicately, and passionately. A masterpiece. -Michael on ***Wonder of Woman*** From poetwithcancer 07 May