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Short Romantic Poem

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

I saw this poem for the first time yesterday and liked it.

What is your favourite romantic poem.

HAD I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,

Enwrought with golden and silver light,

The blue and the dim and the dark cloths

Of night and light and the half light,

I would spread the cloths under your feet:

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;

I have spread my dreams under your feet;

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

W.B. Yeats (1865–1939)

"He Wishes For the Cloths of Heaven"

from the Collected Works of W.B. Yeats

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By *andVBCouple
over a year ago

Wrexham

I have to say I'm drawn more to poems of loss than of love.

My favourite would have to be The Raven by Poe. The form, the meter. It brings such pleasure to read and even more to recite. (The latter I'm quite guilty of to the point our wee monsters can finish "quoth the raven..." at 4 and 6).

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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

OP, I've never seen that poem as romantic (in that way). It is my favourite poem, it's beautiful and moving and the one I used for my son's death.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"I saw this poem for the first time yesterday and liked it.

What is your favourite romantic poem.

HAD I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,

Enwrought with golden and silver light,

The blue and the dim and the dark cloths

Of night and light and the half light,

I would spread the cloths under your feet:

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;

I have spread my dreams under your feet;

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

W.B. Yeats (1865–1939)

"He Wishes For the Cloths of Heaven"

from the Collected Works of W.B. Yeats

"

that's one of my favourite poems but I wouldn't call it romantic...

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

The best valentines card I ever saw ...I was a teenager at the time n it has stuck with me...there was a picture of a fish on a plate on the front and it said....

Roses are red

Violets are blue

This fish is dead

And I wish you were too

No idea why...but I love it...not pretty I know but...ah..someone has to come n spoil things right?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I’m using my hand

But I’m thinking of you.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Roses are red

Violets are blue

I’m using my hand

But I’m thinking of you."

Is that a long distance relationship poem?

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

I find it romantic because as I read it is about the risk of love. But as long as people find it powerful and are moved by it, that is more important than my interpretation.

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By *inzi LTV/TS
over a year ago

The Garden of Eden in Beautiful North Wales

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I've wet my knickers

Shall I post them to you?

Before anyone asks... No, I won't. It's a poem!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Roses are red

Violets are blue

I've wet my knickers

Shall I post them to you?

Before anyone asks... No, I won't. It's a poem!"

Damn it!!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Do not stand at my grave and weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye was read at my nans graveside by the Vicar.

Other than that, and Funeral Blues by W.H Auden, my familiarity with poetry is poor.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Yes I do like some kink

But not piss, pain or poo!

The pain bit is only a little bit true

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By *ubSirVient-DefinitionCouple
over a year ago

dukinfield

I still love this classic, it never fails.

Roses are red

Chrisatheimumsn are pink

Don't worry about the funny taste

Just finish your fucking drink!

Who said chivalry is dead eh!!!

Form an orderly cue ladies x

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By *inzi LTV/TS
over a year ago

The Garden of Eden in Beautiful North Wales


"Roses are red

Violets are blue

I've wet my knickers

Shall I post them to you?

Before anyone asks... No, I won't. It's a poem!

Damn it!! "

Ha ha, Your naughty... or d*unk!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Roses are red

Violets are blue

I've wet my knickers

Shall I post them to you?

Before anyone asks... No, I won't. It's a poem!

Damn it!!

Ha ha, Your naughty... or d*unk! "

Lol I am actually feeling very mischievous tonight....have the devil in me I think lol....not where I would want him tho unfortunately!

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By *inzi LTV/TS
over a year ago

The Garden of Eden in Beautiful North Wales


"Roses are red

Violets are blue

I've wet my knickers

Shall I post them to you?

Before anyone asks... No, I won't. It's a poem!

Damn it!!

Ha ha, Your naughty... or d*unk!

Lol I am actually feeling very mischievous tonight....have the devil in me I think lol....not where I would want him tho unfortunately! "

Definitely naughty... not d*unk!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"OP, I've never seen that poem as romantic (in that way). It is my favourite poem, it's beautiful and moving and the one I used for my son's death."

You've just made me cry.

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By *carlet_heavenWoman
over a year ago

somewhere in the sticks

All other things to their destruction draw,

Only our love hath no decay;

This, no tomorrow hath, nor yesterday,

Running it never runs from us away,

But truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day.

John Donne (The Anniversary)

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By *inzi LTV/TS
over a year ago

The Garden of Eden in Beautiful North Wales


"Roses are red

Violets are blue

I've wet my knickers

Shall I post them to you?

Before anyone asks... No, I won't. It's a poem!

Damn it!!

Ha ha, Your naughty... or d*unk!

Lol I am actually feeling very mischievous tonight....have the devil in me I think lol....not where I would want him tho unfortunately! "

Thank you so much for your Fabs.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago


"All other things to their destruction draw,

Only our love hath no decay;

This, no tomorrow hath, nor yesterday,

Running it never runs from us away,

But truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day.

John Donne (The Anniversary)

"

Lovely0

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