- Erotic Poetry
- The Lady from Sibiu (Sonnet #4)
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Whistling, walking within the cover of fog
A fog that silently moves with unseen ease
The Lady’s soul, succumbing to the clog
That trods upon stone wet with winter freeze
Protecting painted toes and rose-red lips
That lingers, with leased love, afore cold-camera calls
Replete with dime-fed messages and untold quips
As her “mother-soul” hears her child alone, fall
The child, just four, crawls across palm-wood floors,
With coconut-husked shine, for the love, for Mother
- COMMENTS
jthserraabout 14 years agoThe sonnet is a good form to help develop your writing, but you should give it a try with meter, that's where the real challenge is. Even if you abandon the meter, read this outloud and you will feel where the rhythm stumbles. You are not just working to get ten syllables in a rhyme scheme, you want the words to flow comfortably, not like you are straining to reach that rhyme on the tenth syllable.
jth
