- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Elizabeth
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Click hereLove is the poet, composing her lines.
Lusciously lyrical, licorice-sweet
Words paint a story.
Now love is a boy, flames licking his feet.
Now it's a fish, a formidable foe,
And now it's Assyrian soldiers at Wellfleet.
"Backed and packed, with tarnished tinfoil."
Her simple sounds and complex combinations
Slide off my tongue,
While my muse is dumb,
Despite poetic aspirations.
Love's inspiration's irony:
Her simple songs are muting me.
- COMMENTS
KOLKOREabout 17 years agoSo harmonious and eloquent, maybe it's the unknowing power of people in love ...
Amyfriendover 17 years agocomposing her lines - Lusciously lyrical - licorice-sweet. - Your words DO paint a story.
Excellent, thank you.
LeBrozover 17 years agoThe muse plays fickle tricks with love's allure while other visions cry out for attention denied.
