Your letter did elaborate,
fired with new demands,
surrendered to the fireplace;
black and slack it burns.
Your cruelty did perforate,
my hopes and heart besides,
true love you did exasperate;
can't tolerate your lies.
Candle gutters shallow,
silver wine jug gleams,
passion does incinerate;
destroys eternal dreams.
http://redwolfpoems.wordpress.com/2014/11/06/we-wordle-30/
The line lengths and rhyme and rhythm really moves your readers along nicely...I enjoyed this, vivid images.
ReplyDeleteDone with your usual panache.
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