Non-Erotic PoetryGenevieveWhen last I played her like a song
I sang anew with harbor whores
and rum in St. Lucia ports,
stood Genevieve, I had been told,
on widow's watch above the sea,
Chevalier in her heart and soul,
Trafalgar's dread in rosary beads.
As once pled she, so now I plead
upon an atoll's slivered reef
that God to whom I never prayed
might change the heart I once betrayed
while I bemoan the splinters of
a shipwreck with its treasure trove
I'd give to Rome for Genevieve.
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5ed
hey didn't I see her above?
As once pled she, so now I plead
inverted syntax highly justified here, says I
sonically very nice.
I don’t know to which particular "Genovefa" you refer to, GM, so, please excuse my ignorance, but your poem is a brilliant binary form piece with marvelous rhythm and strong rhyme and near rhyme. The transition from Genevieve to the narrator and the contrast and similarities between them are striking and perfectly balanced.
Just beautiful!
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