A rispetto Rhyme has come to make me feel silly, Though this was not always the case. It produces descriptors frilly On stanzas lined with fussy lace. I suppose I could spin lingerie... Produce some new, racy arrays For my enchanting wife to wear On her uplifting derriere!
An Alouette Can you feel the love Tonight, high above These starlit skies? It is mine And yours, ours both, for It's our shared growth, or Perhaps it's fierce force (divine?)... Who knows? Not I. Do You? I once wooed you; Now, together, one and two, Thus entwined, we pull At each other, full Of… Continue reading Yours, mine, or: Divine?
A Quadrille In the form of a not-Kyrielle He brought her presents every day, Penning serenades to sing her. She'd blush at every bouquet... Though, for her sweet words, doubts lingered... However, he couldn't ignore Her galivanting with swingers. She promised she was no schnorrer... Though, for her sweet words, doubts lingered. d'Verse Quadrille #136:… Continue reading Schnorrer, or: Worse
My 2nd Alliterisen Baking blueberry pie was Fay's forté Her heavenly skills were well-known throughout New York Her cherry chews and crispy cookies Were wonderful; but Bob most savored her cakes She surely knew how to tease him Promising pound cake, carrot, and chiffon Mulberry muffins caused their bad breakup The Alliterisen The Alliterisen (Complex… Continue reading Icing, or: The cake
An atom poem heart pumping blood I feel it pulse in you you’re flushed coral oh yes dearest my pet I know what you crave sweet talk and licks I love teasing you so you’re so so wet there that’s a savory taste it’s my piquant treat Atom Three line stanzas=tercets;Count letters: 5-7-5;This form links… Continue reading Sweet, or: Savory