04-21-2014, 03:15 PM
It's bliss to kiss her lips like this;
to kiss these lips is bliss.
The dangerous hint of her scarlet tint,(dangerous hint doesn’t make sense to me)
in these vernal days, I miss.(you’ve gone from present tense kissing, to referring to it as past , you now miss it– bit confusing , the first two lines should also be past tense to go with the rest – maybe something like ‘’twas bliss to kiss her lips like this,/to kiss those lips was bliss’))
With her winks and her smiles she enthrals and beguiles;
she ensnares with those winks and those smiles.
In the days when I dream, by a turbulent stream,(‘by a turbulent stream ‘seems odd – like it’s just thrown in for the rhyme)
I pretend she'll be mine 'til I die.
But she dances and flirts; with her lies she hurts:
she hurts with her dances and flirts.
Her devil-red tint left so many hints
that our kiss would never return. ( this doesn’t make sense to me, maybe something like ‘that my love she’d never return’ )
I miss the bliss of that distant kiss;
to kiss those lips was bliss.
But why would you( choose) to love and to lose
when the loss is so sore as this? (so seems wrong, I’d use ‘as’)
I liked the internal rhyming, the poem galloped along quite nicely. Apart from the tense problem in the first stanza, and the other things I pointed out, I can’t see much wrong with it. I liked “with her winks and her smiles she enthrals and beguiles’ – for me that was the best line.
Thanks for the read, Marianne
to kiss these lips is bliss.
The dangerous hint of her scarlet tint,(dangerous hint doesn’t make sense to me)
in these vernal days, I miss.(you’ve gone from present tense kissing, to referring to it as past , you now miss it– bit confusing , the first two lines should also be past tense to go with the rest – maybe something like ‘’twas bliss to kiss her lips like this,/to kiss those lips was bliss’))
With her winks and her smiles she enthrals and beguiles;
she ensnares with those winks and those smiles.
In the days when I dream, by a turbulent stream,(‘by a turbulent stream ‘seems odd – like it’s just thrown in for the rhyme)
I pretend she'll be mine 'til I die.
But she dances and flirts; with her lies she hurts:
she hurts with her dances and flirts.
Her devil-red tint left so many hints
that our kiss would never return. ( this doesn’t make sense to me, maybe something like ‘that my love she’d never return’ )
I miss the bliss of that distant kiss;
to kiss those lips was bliss.
But why would you( choose) to love and to lose
when the loss is so sore as this? (so seems wrong, I’d use ‘as’)
I liked the internal rhyming, the poem galloped along quite nicely. Apart from the tense problem in the first stanza, and the other things I pointed out, I can’t see much wrong with it. I liked “with her winks and her smiles she enthrals and beguiles’ – for me that was the best line.
Thanks for the read, Marianne

