I love to moon away the day
with poem and serenade;
I love to drape myself in black
silk brassière and mourning jade;
I love to turn loud whispers mute
outwit chaotic illusion;
I love to smile those sensual tears
which add to the confusion;
I love to whip unbridled lust
and keep passion at bay;
But... I can't hide my purple pain:
my pen gives me away ...
myra
Author notes
Written January 27th, 2002
In a list
A contest entry
- Write a poem about anything, using at least 5 of the images given, and 3 of the emotions given.
I by introubleintx.
40 points, ended May 5, 2002, 2 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Lovely!
This one is simply a lovely poem. I see that you are great at writing sad ones. I love sad love poems myself.
Damon
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I've noticed you're a very good rhymer. There's no rhyme scheme to this poem, but it's fraught with it regardless of your intent . . . it buried . . . this was fun. thank you.
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ah, well done!
love it.
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Excellent Writing
This one was especially fun to read. -
Thank you for the challenge, introubleintx ... it was interesting!
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I like your rhyme scheme...I am going to give it some more time and see if there are anymore up for the challenge! Good one! :)
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