Iambic Please

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Angeline
Angeline
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If it but please you Sir, I will reckon
with the dawn, bid it spread its curling wings
and carry morning here. I will beckon
Sun to settle thus all days if it brings
vision to your eyes, annointing you light
for I am in the manner of your smile;
an Eos come for you at death of night,
darkness my enemy. I will beguile
you with laughter for Sir it pleases me
to hear the rumbling tumble of your joy
lilting as water sparkled on the sea,
lifting us in pleasure. I am not coy
in love or friendship Sir, my senses shine
within the glow of pleasing what is mine.

Angeline
Angeline
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VareseNocturnVareseNocturnover 12 years ago
Well done !

Rhythm establishes measured syllabic feet

flyguy69flyguy69almost 20 years ago
Rosy fingered magic

The goddess of dawn has a deft touch! Wonderful, Angeline!

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 20 years ago
this poem makes.....

....form poetry seem simple - but it's far from easy to do well. To get the meter plus have it flow smoothly AND create such imagery is truly an art that Ange has mastered.

lipsticksunset1984lipsticksunset1984almost 20 years ago
This...

....is beautiful poetry whose quality is totally untouched by small breaks of classical meter. -- modern verse has long ago freed itself from the strict sonnetric rules of Shakespeare, and freedoms of all kinds have total license.

Mia MooreMia Moorealmost 20 years ago
beautiful

I also am not good at recognizing form, but this one just felt like form, felt good, all the way through :)

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