Jun 2021
Feathered touch of fingers, fine,
Allegory, lost to mine
But scythed with passion's gentle breath
When introspection walks with death.
Tethered, richly bound with twine,
Yet sodden stained in good red wine
False pretext by any name
An allegory's claim to fame?
Winsome in a lilting verse
Recited in a horse drawn hearse,
Tears run free down sorrows cheek
To fall like rain at maiden's feet.
Allegory's inter-cine
Bequeathed so breathlessly, as mine?
Cruel tangled in a soulless web
To bade farewell the dead, instead.
M.
24 June 2021
Allegory, lost to mine
But scythed with passion's gentle breath
When introspection walks with death.
Tethered, richly bound with twine,
Yet sodden stained in good red wine
False pretext by any name
An allegory's claim to fame?
Winsome in a lilting verse
Recited in a horse drawn hearse,
Tears run free down sorrows cheek
To fall like rain at maiden's feet.
Allegory's inter-cine
Bequeathed so breathlessly, as mine?
Cruel tangled in a soulless web
To bade farewell the dead, instead.
M.
24 June 2021
"Inter-cine" an abbreviation of the word "Internecine"
interpreted as meaning...Destructive to both parties.
No such word, you say?
If it was OK for Edgar Allen Poe to bend the language to his purpose,
then surely it is also, OK for me to do so .....OK?
M.
Foxglove, Taranaki NZ
interpreted as meaning...Destructive to both parties.
No such word, you say?
If it was OK for Edgar Allen Poe to bend the language to his purpose,
then surely it is also, OK for me to do so .....OK?
M.
Foxglove, Taranaki NZ
