Some attempts at poetry, euphuism and lyricism. I usually try to be true to the old form (the kind of poetry I grew up with) with most of my work but do occasionally write in the new age styles.

I've lately been trying for a very simple meter but hope to gravitate towards doing some good pieces in the iambic pentameter.
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Friday, October 22, 2010

The promise

Lingering kiss of a distant flower, sweet and unseen
cold pins that bite my lips and warm me deep
Which sense is false or have I been dead?
Will this softness kill? How won't I touch?
Dew drops that run down lustrous curves
Each savored anon but fans my yearning
Unfathomable longing for the promised glimpse
A promise never spoken but never withheld
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