Darkness, or: Impenetrable

A dark limerick The life of the party, ol' Vivacious Viv, Would dance like she had no f**ks to give; But afterwards, her mood would fall; She'd slam into that tall, dark wall... Few knew that -daily- Viv had to choose to live. d'Verse poetics: Choice At d'Verse, poets were encouraged to craft poems in… Continue reading Darkness, or: Impenetrable

Selious, or: Sirry

My 1st Virelai Ancien I know, I know! Rhyme is passรฉ! A game that little children play... But I feel young! Old school, they say, but who is 'they'? Besides, I never quite could stay my playful tongue. So, I suppose you'll have your say - Read to the end, then: yay or nay -… Continue reading Selious, or: Sirry