Tuesday, October 10, 2006

toying with rhyme scheme and meter.

little girl with eyes so blue
why do you chase the wind so?
it slips between your fingertips
races ahead in the snow.

your cheeks are red with the cold
tendrils of smoke you exhale
chill under your windowsill
snuggle in the blankets pale

blue layer of comfort warm
little boots make rivers wet
adjacent to the door frame
oh child you are the regret

of summer. the sun wishes
it had kissed your pale cheeks
brown yet the wind so kisses
creully red your delicate cheeks

little girl with eyes so blue
why do you chase the wind so?
it whips harshly across your lips
and stings your skin with the snow.

3 comments:

cobaltgrc said...

write a sexy poem next!

Blackfish said...

Yay! Rhyme scheme! Meter! Well done, April, I'm looking forward to the draw-and-quartering one!

Is drawing and quartering sexy, Andy? Cuz you might get your wish.

cobaltgrc said...

If it's done in the lingua Latina and in Iambic pentameter.

Then, and only then.