Thirteen Lines to the Unlucky lover (Trochaic tetrameter)

in #poetry5 years ago (edited)

Hi, poetry lovers and love knowers.


By James Carroll Beckwith -Image in the Public Domain (Wikimedia Commons)

Thirteen Lines to the Unlucky lover

                                        Every time I think of thee
                                        I write these farcical verses.
                                        Lovers’ chanting, forests green
                                        are to please my poet’s tease.
                                        But you love me not and never,
                                        and the flower can dissever
                                        what is tied by law and God,
                                        for an alms is what she gets,
                                        drops of water bits of sunlight,
                                        for in darkly affection hidden,
                                        living sweetnesses forbidden,
                                        as her petals bloom in heathen
                                        youth, she fades into old doom.

Thanks for reading poems.

Poem of my own, posted to my Steemit blog on August 2018.

Soy miembro de @talentclub.


Imagen diseñada por @wilins

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