- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Implosion
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Click hereI will not vindicate poetic wrongs:
Implosive verses bar such pre-locked doors;
Unopened gates blunt barbs, for far too long
To chill dark head-space, and seduce applause;
To temporise concisely all verse forms,
I will not vindicate poetic wrongs;
Nor will I burst the bloat of given norms
To countermand the artless and forlorn;
I cannot just compose: verses don't pause
To avoid impeachment of mired minds;
I will not vindicate poetic wrongs,
Nor torture torpor from the culture-blind.
You insist I share form frames (I suppose),
To implode finite hopes and silence songs;
I know how vapid verses are proposed,
I will not vindicate poetic wrongs.
- COMMENTS
Falling4U8 days agoWith you there are no poetic wrongs
Your words speak to me like a song
That lifts my soul each time I read
Awakens both desires and needs
Your poetry is such a gift
That can the reader’s spirits lift
And causes many other things to rise
As he contemplates your sultry prize
You bring such pleasure to us all
By sharing the delights you call
So please continue you catharsis
For I for one would surely miss
The chance to read each new delight
That interrupt a lonely night
melimelissa8 days agoAuthorActually this was incredibly hard to write and took me a million drafts and stumbles
melimelissa8 days agoAuthorThe end of the beginning
Since we seem to be willing
To share in erudition
On our literary mission
HottieOlwen9 days agoSitting at her desk one day
Méli had something important to say.
"I will not bow to anonymous crap
And turn out rubbish like a dripping tap
My work is written from my heart
That's how it is with poetic art."
Well, I for one applaud this stance
And hope to continue my on-line romance
With clever Méli, my poetic friend.
There. I've had my say. This is The End.
