my vice
terse
and concise
excruciating
paradise
brilliant
on ice
once
twice
does not
suffice
at what
price
this glorious
slice
decadent
a sacrifice
hints of spice
my ache
precise
ignoring
all advice
to desist
no dice
leave me to
my own device
Once again, Darlings, Blogger will not let me post this poem the way I want to. Please click here to see the poem the way it is meant to be read.
"Living well is the best revenge" ~George Herbert, English clergyman & metaphysical poet (1593 - 1633)
"I rhyme to see myself, to set the darkness echoing."~Seamus Heaney, Nobel Laureate--1995
she tolerates
the syndicate
they celebrate
bubbles dissipate
thinking complicates
infiltrates
seems to isolate
rather than liberate
bombshell detonates
indifference devastates
she has no duplicate
or alternate
fake friends speculate
as she decorates
should they imitate
or implicate?
this girl captivates
absolutely fascinates
detachment dominates
her reality separate
This poem is an example of sonic repetition which is not really a poetic form--it is more of a device, I suppose. Basically, sonic repetition is the repetition of sounds in a poem. So, in the above poem, 'ate' would be the repeated sound. I have written several poems using this device. It's one of my favorites because I can rhyme without apology.
bright yellow
homemade
limoncello
crayon colored
leaves me mellow
greeting me:
h e l l o
my memories
of long ago
drinking with him
incognito
have some
limoncello
he offered
turning up the radio
kissing me
listening to zydeco
we studied each other
drinking limoncello
Happy Sunday, Everyone. God, I so love limoncello!!! For all the ladies out there, I suggest drinking limoncello with an Italian man at least once in your life!!!
Hey, Everyone!!!
I thought you might like to see your favorite Girly Girl on the evening news!!! I was interviewed by Jake Miller at WGEM, which is our local NBC affiliate. We had a great time talking about poetry.
Have a great day!
vague
a blurry photograph
unrecognizable
i live
with lies
bewitching
bottles speak
sussurations
murmurs hum
with actual answers
wine tells
me
the truth
i need
to hear
