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Acrostics: Kristine

Kiss thirsty lips that only beg for more,
Redoubled in their thirst by what should sate,
Intoxicated by that gentle touch,
Set free and shackled by that silken gate.
To fully tell the meaning of the kiss
Is more than can be done by words alone –
No matter; just the wonder of it is
Enough to make a wand’ring bard your own.

 

Keenly felt and
Redolent of
Ivory and
Sweet perfume, this
Tender love is
Incense made of
Night and touch and
Each emotion

Acrostics: Gloria

Give me just a little time:
Let me give you what I can,
One night at least to call you mine, to
Read your soul, show what I am,
Invite your heart to come to me,
And find what heaven here can be.

 

Guest of angels,
Love of kings,
Or maybe just
Reminding of
Impossible
And wondrous things.

 

Glissando of the song within,
Like fanfare, saying it’s begun:
Outside the sense of mortal men,
Returning joy, forever young,
I feel your passion’s kiss begin,
As sweet as honey on the tongue.

True Love

I ripped the bodice rippers when I learned they told me lies
True Love is never heaving chests and smoldering sultry eyes
You cannot charm with champagne or with one seductive glance
The guy you meet and marry rarely has the name of “Lance.”
Duke Westmoreland of Claymore cannot sweep you off your feet
He’d more likely strain his back and recover in six weeks
Instead we must find simpler men with names like John and Sam
Who’ll never be Clarke Gable but will Frankly, give a damn
They won’t own twenty horses or a mansion down in Spain
But they will share an umbrella when you’re walking in the rain

 

(Fiona Zion)

Desire Is Ancient

“May your breasts be like the clusters of the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples, and your mouth like the best wine.”

“May the wine go straight to my lover, flowing gently over lips and teeth. I belong to my lover, and his desire is for me.”

 

(Solomon, “Song of Songs”)

Acrostic Sonnet: El(izabeth) Throckmorton

Each night the Lady Moon, so fair and pale,
Looks gently down and gathers worthy praise,
That visage causing poets’ words to fail,
Her beauty far too great to grace the days.
Revealed to me is an enigma now,
Of elegance to match fair Luna’s light:
Concealed as mortal woman, here, somehow,
Known only to illuminate the night.
My dazzled eye insists it cannot be –
One look is all, to take my breath away:
Reality has altered, just for me
To see that lovely Lady during day.
    Once day is done I find that sweetest grace:
    Night’s velvet touch, a tender, warm embrace.

A Note About Poetry

At its best, and perhaps most correctly defined, poetry is the art of using words to convey what words cannot contain. My fascination with poetry probably comes from that, or perhaps from the fact that I’m not naturally very good with words. It seems more natural to me to communicate without words, or with words augmented otherwise (such as with music). So getting words to carry meaning beyond their normal ability strikes me as nearly magical.

Love Sonnet XI

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

 

(Pablo Neruda, “100 Love Sonnets”)

Acrostics, An Introduction

An introduction to mine, that is. It’s very doubtful you haven’t come across such things before. As sonnets were to Elizabethans, acrostics are to me: a poetical diversion and an exercise in one.  The variation in name length (I almost always base it on a name) inspires different solutions for meter and rhyme… if I decide to use either.

Presented here for your entertainment are a few acrostics. More will likely follow.

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