- Non-Erotic Poetry
- In not saying
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Click here(a blues sonnet)
Sweep the minor chords from off my brain.
Just keep that tinge of blue from off my brain,
Let pseudo-promises bleach that bitter stain.
Pretend you’ve reinforced my sad delusion.
Cling to lack of “goodbye” as proof – delusion.
Sense the prickly irony of that illusion.
Breathless, profoundly saddened by your dance.
I watch the meaning skirt, politeness dance.
Pull you in to tell, given memory’s chance.
Seal away the ache, postpone the grief.
Dress my smiles in black, prolong the grief.
Mourn the passing of my misplaced relief.
Convince myself that I am not alone.
Repeat. Until the words become my own.
- COMMENTS
duckiesmutover 19 years agoAs has been previously expressed, i envy your ability to fit feelings to form and wind them together in what feels like an effortless fashion.
Anonymousalmost 20 years agoa world that would leave you alone
is not a world I want to call home
Sweet Cordelia. This should be a song,
"Sweet Cordelia."
Squeeze my hand.
Anonymousalmost 20 years agoInspired and inspiring. I agree with Eve, you use this form well here. Perfect.
WickedEvealmost 20 years agosonnets that I've read in an extremely long time.
Beautiful and the form does not get in the way. The lines are so natural that they lie gently against the form--belonging and content.
I despise you for your sonnet writing ability, sweet Cordelia. :)
